Por la paz y la cancion

Travel a thousand roads,
walk from sunrise to sunset,
swim across a thousand rivers,
for the peace that the song brings.

And at the end of the day,
feel a slight pain,
and wait for the secret joy,
of the peace that the song brings.

An angel came to speak to me,
whispered the truth behind,
and as he left, he left written in the air,
the truth is in the song.

See your soul from within,
perhaps know the horror,
not get used to it,
no, not without peace, not without the song.

Travel a thousand roads,
walk from sunrise to sunset,
swim across a thousand rivers,
for the peace that the song brings.

I went to see the Gypsy,
felt so deep his voice,
'You will be judged,' he told me,
and your judge will be the song.

And despite everything,
even if it paralyzes me, and pain invades me,
or a thousand times I slip on the same logos,
I know that in the end I will rise and the occasion will be
to toast with good friends.

For my judge, my king, the song