El Tio Alberto En El Dia de La Bicicleta
Los Fundamentalistas del Aire Acondicionado
Uncle Alberto On Bicycle Day
The light changed
And he pedaled
The little streets of Basel remained the same
Outer world
And inner world
They were the same along the path he traveled
Bravo for the uncle
For Uncle Alberto
If you look deep down, you see the bottom, thanks to him
He neglected
His conscience vibrated
Despite death, the little death he discovered
He agonized
And was reborn
No word could encompass what invaded him
Then he wanted to know
Why God stays silent like this
Silence in the face of the pain it gives us
He doesn't understand the darkness
Fear arrived
And set him free
Wounds in the innocence of his childhood
And from then on
He straightened up
Also my life with the consciousness he brought forth
He wasn't sure
Of understanding what he heard
Nor could he believe what he saw was true
Then he wanted to know
Why God stays silent like this
Silence in the face of the pain it gives us
Not understanding the darkness
Not understanding the darkness
Not understanding the darkness
