Europa VII
La Oreja de Van Gogh
Europe VII
The disconnection begins, the air and energy are running out
No one is left in control, the ship drifts
And with a melancholic vision, I review science and religion
I point to the Sun through the window, that's where I lived
A tiny blue dot gets lost in a million sparks
It's my planet, a day's light away and a lesson in perspective
And I, scared in a corner, think about my civilization
I whisper on the bridge that's where I lived
And then I start to cry, and thousands of droplets defy gravity
I take off the flag from my spacesuit and write on the back
That I am from humanity
According to the monitor, I have less time left
To suffer the collision that will return me to the sky
And I hear the echo of my voice recording this broadcast
So it sounds in the future and the lesson serves
And then I start to cry, and thousands of droplets defy gravity
I take off the flag from my spacesuit and write on the back
I am from humanity, the fragile miraculous and casual existence
The smallest life is worth a thousand times more than the largest nation
Ever invented