Otra Forma de Vivir
Joan Dausà
Another Way of Living
Now I
Who saw the world being born
Whose heartbeat is yours
Now I
Who embrace your memories
And keep your secrets
I feel terror
I don't understand
Why you spit venom
You leave me breathless
You burn my whole body
For a while
I see you and I don't understand you
There must be another way of living
There must be another way of living
It's me
With fear and without reason
And barely a heart
Under the skin
It's me
And I ask for forgiveness
And, you know, the worst
I've been fine
While you, inside, are dying
They throw burning iron at you
You suffocate at times
For a while
I see myself and I don't understand
I listen to myself and I don't believe
There must be another way of living
There must be another way of living
There must be another way of living
There must be another way of living
Another way of living
Another way
Another way of living