Me Voy A Convertir En Un Ave
Maná
I'm Going to Turn Into a Bird
Here I am unjustly locked up
In a cell
The cops are accusing me
I don't understand why
They say human rights
Will help me
But here I don't see humans, just
Pure sons of bitches
They're kicking my balls
Kicking my feet
They're drowning me in shit
Drowning my faith
I'm a sack of broken bones
Can't move
My face is bloody and shattered
I can't even see
So many beatings they've given me
I don't feel the pain
Pain is what arises when I think
I think of my woman
They've vanished her from the earth
Pain is not having her delicate hand
Not having her hand here
Pain, love, where is my woman?
Pain, love, where is my woman oh...my body is separating from my mind
It wants to escape
Let it invent, dream, fly very high
Take me to you
I'm going to turn into a bird
Turn into a bird
My wings are coming out
I'm moving my feathers
Crossing through the bars
Flying to the horizon
Reaching you
Pain, love, where is my woman?
Pain, love, where is my woman?
Pain, love, where is my woman?
Pain, love, where is my woman?