Una Altra Manera de Viure
Joan Dausà
Another Way of Living
And now I
Who have seen the world being born
With you I had everything
Now I
Who embrace so many voices
Whose heartbeat is yours
I feel terror
I don't understand why you burn my skin
Pull out my hair
And leave me breathless
For a while
I hear you and I don't understand you
There must be another way of living
There must be another way of living
It's me
I recognize with fear
Not finding my heart, under the skin
It's me
And I ask for forgiveness
And you know what's the worst?
I've been good enough
While you
Inside you're falling apart
They pour ashes in your eyes
You suffocate helplessly
For a while
I look at myself and I don't recognize myself
I feel and I don't understand myself
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