A place to be and live what's inherited
A song without conditions to sound what's left
Today I can see what I was,
Where I am from, where I come from
It's not complaining it's not a war
It's what I am and where I come from
There are things in life that can't be changed
Attempts to order nature
But I'd rather be in a place where all flows with a natural rhythm, chaotic beauty
Ooh
For the flowing, for what's essential, for what's born, for what dies
For what's felt, for what's nonsense (Spanish pun*)
For what there is and never was
For a story, for a thousand stories, that are to be told, without hollows
For diversity, for this disordered chaos with a thousand charms
There are things in life that can't be changed
Attempts to order nature
But I'd rather be in a place where all flows with a natural rhythm, chaotic beauty
Ooh
For the flowing, for what's essential, for what's born, for what dies
For what's felt, for what's nonsense
For what there is and never was
For a story
For this rhythm, for our space, for an essence
For what I am, for what I have
For the place I live in
There are things in life that can't be changed
Attempts to order nature
But I'd rather be in a place where all flows with a natural rhythm, chaotic beauty
Ooh