Izarren Hautsa

One day a shooting star turned into a comet
From that moment on, without realizing it, we were born
And that's how we live, creating and creating our chance
Without taking a break: Moving forward by working
We are all tightly connected in that chain

Men need a rough environment to adapt
He lives in that chaos and that's his truth
He keeps trying and trying, in that attempt he can't stop
Knowledge and light; finding the dark paths with difficulty
Sometimes losing the new laws, playing life in it

The work of men is knowledge: Changing by knowing
Being one with nature and getting involved in relationships
And by rotating the strengths well, anchoring our roots to the ground
To stay there: Creating peace through the war of truth
Taking criticism as a law and always moving forward

Those who don't have it often know what is good to have
In wanting to fulfill his needs, the man always lives
We are something and we are from where we are
Let's try to see: Leaving behind the false dreams
Choosing a good path once and for all, leaving the dirty rocks behind

The work of men is knowledge: Changing by knowing
Being one with nature and getting involved in relationships

Those created from the same trunk will be created by others
The young tree branches that will continue to grow in that chaos
By building their own choices and falling down to rise again
Those who will walk: With the force and light of events
Those who will execute our dream with pure reason

Those created from the same trunk will be created by others
The young tree branches that will continue to grow in that chaos
Those created from the same trunk will be created by others
The young tree branches that will continue to grow in that chaos
Those created from the same trunk will be created by others
The young tree branches that will continue to grow in that chaos