Alma Animal
Estopa
Animal Soul
Things always happen on the other side of the window
With so much cold war we won't be able to fight
And you ask me if it wouldn't be worth it
To close the fist to break the glass
Maybe we lack that something that pushes everything
And if it serves me as animal soul breath
And so stop being at least a clay doll
To be able to go outside
Living just to exist without raising the voice
Starting from within the own heart
The desire to live without an explanation
Running away wouldn't help
In this maze no one knows where they are
(where they are where they are)
No one knows where the way out is
(where they are where they are)
Just looking ahead
Maybe we lack that little bit of innate talent
That finally leads us to the new awakening
And then be able to sleep peacefully for a while
By the side of the road
Living just to exist without raising the voice
Starting from within the own heart
The desire to live without an explanation (x2)
