Capricho

When you have painted without knowing how to paint
When you have arrived without knowing how to get there
When you have healed without being able to heal
When you have loved without knowing how to love

When you have sung without knowing how to sing
When you have walked without knowing that you were going to walk
When you started without intending to begin
When you have suffered without blaspheming

With your tongue always out behind, I will like to shout
To be your whim and nothing more

When you have given without having
When you have believed without believing
When you have burned without burning

When you have wanted without knowing how to want
When you have grown without time to grow
When you have taught without knowing how to read
When you have been able without power

With your tongue always out behind, I will like to shout
To be your whim and nothing more

When everything flows effortlessly
When your science is to love in mystery
When you have life as your path
When your logic is not reason but love
Without measure

With your tongue always out behind, I will like to shout
To be your whim and nothing more
With your tongue always out behind, I will like to shout
To be your whim and nothing more

Love not owed
Arbitrary desire
Overflowing gift
Luminous force
Pure present
We are whim
Let no one take it from us
Whim is our identity
Flooded by an immense energy
We move mountains
We deny the impossible
We make the earth burn
Let's stand firm
There is no greater force than resting
In the logic of whim

With your tongue always out behind, I will like to shout
To be your whim and nothing more