Quema

I'm weird, I accept it
I'm crazy, I have my flaws
Lost, I run from bottom to top
I still can't set the measure

Slowly, I'm moving back
And I count the time I didn't see being blind
I forgot my element, the voice, my instrument
What gives me my sustenance

I'm falling every morning
I feel it since dawn
In the field, this is a battle
But I'm not running out of bullets

For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground
For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground

For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground
For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground

I'm positive in my present
I connect the wires, I cross the bridge
I look ahead, I'm brave
I become aware of my powers

I shake with strength
My body stretches on the ground
I pray for the men at war
For the women who tend the crops

For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground
For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground

For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground
For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground

Hey
Heart in its place
Giving you what I can
That's what matters most

Hey
Heart in its place
Getting rid of all the vices
Without judgment

For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground
For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground

For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground
For a second, my legs
Demand the burning ground