Paraíso
Luis Alberto Spinetta
Paradise
You are so full of words
And gestures are crystal
They sink into the darkness, there is no time left
Here it only breaks with tomorrow's awakening
Ah! They are the men in your paradise
They will never understand how your soul is... Oh!
Time undresses
In years of looking at you under the tree without speaking
We are waiting for us in a well
Where everything emerges, emerges and degrades
Like in a long story
Ah, all this is not paradise
You will never understand how grace is
And today with your hands in paradise
Fighting as God ordained... You are here
And the wings in time will not serve you
You will have to give them
And today with your hands in paradise
Watching as time passes, you are happy
You see the light, the sweet light
You see the light, the one you want
You see the light, the sweet light
You see the light, the one you want
There is a bolt in a mouth
And a pig in the rosebush, the judge
The pages of a notebook have been lost
Among industrial waste of lethal toxicity
Ah! None of this is paradise
How will you understand my eternal love?
And today with your hands in paradise
Playing as God ordained, you are like this
Lala, lala, lala
La, la, la... Ah... Uh!
And today with your hands in paradise
Staining what God ordained, you are happy
Since none of this is paradise
How will you understand my eternal love?
And today with your eyes in the universe
Playing as God wanted
Playing as God ordained
You are like this