Agua

Heading to the spring
Mountain, forest, and fishing line
Lying to the maps
Leaving everything behind

The river is a liquid God
Wet silver
Serene fury
And unbridled calm

If I lack you
There's no light or science
If I lack you
I drown in your own absence

Ah, ah, water
Ah, ah, water
Ah, ah, water
Poem in the glass

The owners of luck
Want to put it at their feet
Their golden taps serve to quench the thirst
Only to the strongest

There are no mermaid tears
That heal wounds
Coins that what they buy poison
Day after day

If we lack you (uh, ah)
There's no light or science
If we lack you
We sign our sentence

Ah, ah, water
Ah, ah, water
Ah, ah, water
Poem in the glass

Strong and fast
Clean and clear
It knows everything
But knows nothing
It's like life
Sweet and salty

The future desert
And a countdown
If we lack water

Ah, ah, water
Ah, ah, water
Ah, ah, water
Ah, ah, water