Listen for a moment,
before you misjudge,
He is powerless,
powerless to answer you
21 years old and now
his whole life in black and white
In a bedroom full of Januaries,
the cold has only just begun,
it’s time to change clothes,
for a long time
In a prison full of Januaries,
brambles have grown all over the house,
all this is someone else’s fault,
who is on the run
Sometimes, to cover up falsehood,
you have to find a story, and believe,
and that, no, that’s not okay

If I don’t decide,
I will keep relying on it,
a giant card game,
in the land of opportunity
Our 25s will get lost,
what are you waiting for?
Learn your stats and tighten
your seat belt
The money-making machines
have just arrived,
we’ll win 100% of the bet,
living without ever cashing it out
To win it all, put your sanity at risk,
that’s how fucked up life is,
to be an icon,
to hold on to the burden of fame,
to become what they show
Isn’t this our generation? It is now,
isn’t your head the best weapon?
And ready to fire

He’d live above the sea,
stepping on leather,
time and again he’d found
those ol’ eyes
They’d showed up when he breathed,
what did they say, what did they say,
those ol’ eyes?
It seemed like he was
leaning towards death
One of those days,
he went into deep water,
losing their breath,
right there!
Those ol’ eyes,
began to fade,
to fade away

And only then, just like me, yeah,
will the flowers begin to grow
And only then, just like me, yeah,
will the flowers begin to grow,
in autumn its roots will blossom,
and only then, just like me, yeah
Turn it all off, and use the night
Turn y’all off, in silence
And only then, just like me, yeah,
will the flowers begin to grow,
autumns will be plucked from the seasons,
and only then, just like me, yeah
There is light in the night,
the dark moments are now in color.
I’ve waited for better times, embracing the guilt,
so many hours have passed in eighty years and
now it’s a countdown, down…
Wait, swallows? Winter must have arrived!
You fly away to a remote sky,
which is yet unexplored
Bring warmth to those blue eyes,
bring breath to the depths of the seas,
in wide dawns furrowing distant meadows,
which will be trodden for the first time,
will the mountains of Bermeo be remembered?

Fish memory, is the goal to forget the pain as
soon as it is inflicted?
Going over your head
to get what I want
is unacceptable,
But I will try to get rid of you
if you try to replace me,
if I keep seeing things this way
In our idiom,
as we travel through the skin of time,
the smart ass wins either way,
the honest will follow a more difficult path
and so it will go on for a long time,
for a long time
It is hard to control this urge,
at this flashy showcase,
where your greatest achievement
is making a place in the world
with no reward for you

Friend, let us not forget
what happened here today,
let’s bring it back to our memory,
it takes us back to that place
and those moments,
let me explain…
I was not ready, to begin again,
this way of thinking had abducted me,
to end me
Only when it got warmer, I noticed
that I fully covered myself to the forehead,
Only when I got burnt, I realised,
I could use this flame
And, only then! I managed to temper myself,
it had to be this fucking lie,
my best guide
And now there’s a soundtrack,
dedicated to me,
written only with sounds, without words
Say nothing, say no more,
say nothing, just listen to the sad ones….
Say nothing, say no more,
say nothing, just listen to the words of the stories,
the stories of the sad ones,
just listen the sad-stories.