Efecto Mariposa
Malpais
Butterfly Effect
Everything's connected:
Virtue and sin,
Madness and reason…
Everything's related:
The dagger and the heart,
What's real and what's imagined.
Nothing's insignificant:
An irrelevant atom
Can bring down a nation,
And the tiniest flutter
Of a Borneo fly
Could be your downfall.
Everything's one, I say:
What is and what isn't,
What matters and what doesn't.
Nothing's forgotten,
Nothing happens without meaning…
Every fart leaves a trace.
That's our curse:
With all this connection,
Nothing happens without touching you.
It's a game without chance:
The bomb's gonna kill you
Even if it lands elsewhere.
Everything's connected:
Modesty and ambition,
The divine and the human;
Nothing escapes, nothing's in vain,
The eternal and the everyday,
Punishment and forgiveness.
In the universal pot,
If the Chinese are struggling,
The neighbor pays the bill.
The melting glacier,
Or hunger in Madagascar:
Everything starts in your kitchen.
Misery and wealth,
The servants and the nobility,
Government and opposition…
Everything's related,
Loyalty and betrayal,
And doubt and certainty.
That's our curse:
With all this connection,
Nothing happens without touching you.
It's a game without chance:
The bomb's gonna kill you
Even if it lands elsewhere.
In the depths of the seas,
Lunar beasts walk
That I've never known,
But I know their fate
Will be rain on my path
And that they're part of me.
And if over there in that land
Someone dies in battle,
Here we die a little…
But if someone finds peace,
We sing one more day
And let the crazies loose.
