Caraluna [English translation]

Who says that footprints

on the sand are painless?

Your (foot)prints were carried away by the sea

But the moon remains there

But that moon is my damnation.

Easy* in the morning

Screaming in the night

The living voices of that memory disguise themselves as intuition

And within a voice your voice is hiding

And within a voice your voice is hiding

And I know that maybe

You'll never listen to my song, I know

And I know that maybe

I'll keep using you like this

Stealing my inspiration

While I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

While I keep hearing your voice

Between the waves, between the foam

While I still have to change the radio station

Because each song talks me about you, about you, about you

Talks me about you

The life hides from me

Behind an unacomplished promise

Where some inspiration is born from

Where another song is born from

And I don't really know who's hiding anymore

And I don't know wht's hiding anymore

And I know that maybe

You'll never listen to my song, I know

And I know that maybe

I'll keep using you like this

Stealing my inspiration

While I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

While I keep hearing your voice

Between the waves, between the foam

While I still have to change the radio station

Because each song talks me about you, about you, about you

Talks me about you

While I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

While I keep hearing your voice

Between the waves, between the foam

While I still have to change the radio station

Because each song talks me about you, about you, about you

Talks me about you

I'll keep running away

Maybe from you, maybe from me

I'll keep lookin for an explanation for this song

While I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

While I keep hearing your voice

Between the waves, between the foam

While I still have to change the radio station

Because each song talks me about you, about you, about you

Talks me about you

While I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

While I keep hearing your voice

Between the waves, between the foam

While I still have to change the radio station

Because each song talks me about you, about you, about you

Talks me about you

Talks to me about you

Talks to me about you

About you

Talks to me about you