El Mar de Esta Locura
Nito Mestre
The Sea of This Madness
You'll see tired of so much walking
Speaking on tiptoes
I only tell the darkness
The burden that floats in my heart
I look at the street and you're fighting naked
I just look at the faces and see disappointment
You'll carry the mark of a thousand answers
You'll only offer until you don't turn back
Do all the sea of this madness
Shelter it from enduring so much
