Yeah, Ars Magna 1, 2005
Binomio, extremes that pull (at each other) and you want to breathe,
Look, look, look!
Ying and yang, chaos and order,
Successes and frustrations, pressures that consume us,
Under this blue cupola, and sometimes grey, all men
Live between sanity and delirium, and it's here where we move
We know that extremes are not good,
Pleasures in excess turn into poisons
We only believe in what we see,
We want what we don't have,
The land is not flat and on it we fall.
Seeking to touch heights that are never in reach,
Without enjoying the moment 2 nor finding improvement, difficult surrender,
Alpha and omega, the beginning of the end,
Binomio is the love that burns and later it turns mean
And without weighing scales calm is not reached
Longing tires you out, from anecdotes emerge defeats
Positive versus negative in human beings
Binomio is going from smiling to weeping for no reason
And it's been like this since the world has existed
And in one second happy things become sad
From the thickest darkness
To intense light
Living is choosing, so think
Behind the face of an angel there's a demon hidden
Behind the mistake made, something will have been learnt
Every term and its antonym
Changes in our moods
I'm not magnanimous
I know the path from peace to panic
It's magical, tragic, depending on how you look at it,
When you breathe and the air inspires you, you'll know that you're living
Opposites attract and I've come to bear witness
Life flows, destroys, builds, binomio
[Chorus]
Binomio everything has its angel and its demon
I divide territories, I live between love and hate
Come to my nights of insomnia facing another sheet [of paper]
A new life-and-death episode...
(Knowing how to live day by day turns us into wise people)
Fortune and misfortune, compliments and lies, nothing satisfies us,
Affection and greed, euphoria and nostalgia,
The duality of a selfish act that hurts
And that shows us the magic of humility
Humanity that between north and south opens a divide
Left, right, beliefs, suspicion,
Narrow gap 3between the wait and rage
Greetings that are farewells, and the world spins round
It's true that opposites compliment each other,
That some are happy and others feel sorry for themselves
They can't find their place in this insipid life
Of stampeding suns and icy moons
Sharp minds that forget and abandon
Hatred that forgives, remains that suddenly surface
It's amazing seeing how binomio humiliates the powerful
And gives to the weak the strength of a hundred colossi
For that reason I admire it, it fills us with meaning
When it cures the wounded and wakes the sleeping
Like this all of a sudden, evil is blessed,
Coldness4 lovely, and silence shouts loudly
Binomio is the kiss that tastes of death
And the stroke 5but of luck, the way to lose you6
The inertia to find you, to close your eyes and like this see you,
To leave you because it hurts so much to have you and love you
Binomio is the art of making the moment eternal
The grandeur of life in an insignificant rap
Opposites attract and I've come to bear witness
Time flows, slips away and flees binomio
[Chorus]
Binomio everything has its angel and its demon
I divide territories, I live between love and hate
Come to my nights of insomnia facing another sheet [of paper]
A new life-and-death episode on my desk
Binomio everything has its angel and its demon
I divide territories, I live between love and hate
Come to my nights of insomnia facing another sheet [of paper]
A new life-and-death episode...
The world spins the other way round
Don't lose your focus
My life on paper
It's the ground that I walk on
The world spins the other way round
Don't lose your focus
My life on paper
It's the ground that I walk on
Knowing how to live day
By day turns us into wise people
[Scratches: Dj Yulian]
I live trapped amongst intangible threats that surround me
Burning pavements under winds of change that block my way
I escape from there, the desperate sound of the riot that fights for an uncertain tomorrow does not reach where I'm going
There where I'm going there's neither frustration, nor injustice, nor violence, nor sirens, nor car alarms, nor anyone pestering you, nor mad people swearing or having a piss in the street...
There you find silence, you find peace, you find God...
1. name of the album this song is in 2. lit. 'hour'3. lit. frontier/border4. or 'indifference'5. also means 'blow/knock6. or 'yourself'