Larga Distancia
Pappo
Long Distance
I’m paddling in from far away,
nobody’s waiting for me, I’ve got no hope;
I’m just holding on, against the current,
everyone’s trying to break free, it’s clear.
Why do I always have to row,
against the current;
maybe it’s because I want to get away
from all those people.
The surface is calm,
I watch the plants grow from my hideout;
I keep paddling, I feel secure,
I see the sunset, behind those walls.
No one sees me pass, but it’s important,
that they know I’m still the same as before.
I’m just holding on, against the current,
everyone’s trying to break free, it’s clear.
Why do I always have to row,
against the current;
maybe it’s because I want to get away
from all those people.
From all those people...
from all those people...
