Por Donde Vayan Tus Pies
Lisandro Aristimuño
Wherever Your Feet Go
A great author in the cathedral,
Speaks non-stop.
A professor in the faculty,
Crosses out without looking.
You will find another path,
Or something in the desert.
Ray of light,
When will you arrive
At the perfect place?
A foreman looking to fatten up;
Kills without mercy.
An accountant chewing the plan,
Without knowing how to kiss.
Ray of light,
When will you arrive at the perfect place?
You will find a solution,
Something in the silence.
Memorize and unearth
The dead in the sea.
A glow that brings ashes,
Will never pay.
A train of light in humanity,
And the song of the people.
An illusion that will soon be,
Water in the desert.
Ah, let the light flow,
Wherever your feet go,
Illuminate your path,
And leave something good for your bones.
A tamer and his illness;
They shout incessantly.
An impostor, seeks equality;
To pigeonhole.
A train of light in humanity,
And the song of the people.
An illusion that will soon be,
Water in the desert.
Ah, let the light flow,
Wherever your feet go,
Illuminate your path,
Leave something good for your bones.
