Mi patria en mis zapatos

I have never been able to respect those strange laws.
I will never be able to hide it,
moon flies and makes me fly.
You are so far from me that sometimes I think I never found you.
A strange world, asleep, always on the verge of exploding.
I say I will return, first I must learn to walk.
Without you I will survive, your name will accompany me far away.

My homeland in my shoes, my hands are my army;
cold moon is born, born and make me forget.
Look at me, I am temporary;
you too and no one will understand you.
Stay one more minute;
blue moon rests and make me rest.

I will run and shout if there is really something to shout about
I will fight and conquer if there is truly something to conquer.
Speak where words die; my eyes reach beyond;
dream, work of gods; moon flies and makes me fly.
Strange laws in a strange world.
Like a real child I found you crying