El Año Del Gato
Erica Garcia
The Year of the Cat
Nobody can tell you
That one day you're going to die
Instead of living for the desire to live
And not for comfort.
And they fill your head with pain
Since you were a kid, they distort your love
And we all hope that someone will come and say: 'from today you're immortal... you're immortal'
She can't think that it's important
She didn't clarify with god her way of living, she doesn't know that being happy is a spark,
She doesn't want to know.
He runs freely through nothingness, he already knows that one is what one wants to be,
He has a thousand lives in that body, he knows and plays that
You're immortal, you're immortal.
Seven lives are waiting for you
Somewhere in your head
Seven lives are waiting for you
And when, when are you going to look for them?
If you're immortal... you're immortal
You're immortal... you're immortal