Al Cantar

When singing I can forget all the bad moments
Turn flaw into virtue
Banish vulgarity even if just for a moment
And feel that we are not dead

It's not pleasure, it's necessity, it's wind, it's rain, it's fire
Spill all my secrets
And I searched in the depths of the sea, in the mountains and in the sky
For a way to make my dreams come true

I found in the heart the map of feelings
You see, it wasn't so far

It's not pleasure, it's necessity, it's wind, it's rain, it's fire
Spill all my secrets
Sniff the rays of the Sun and defrost the brain
And feel that we are not dead