California [English translation]

Onto a street,or maybe in a room

behind thousand windows

We were watching in the same direction.

And the story stops

When the fathers are tired;

hate passed over us

without parting.

It was California, it was freedom.

What a breath in our throats

To remake the reality!

It was California, it was away from there

I didn’t know towards what

But I was breathing it:

It seemed like sky…

Just look at me now

And tell me what you see:

Not everything has passed

But the dream when interrupted will no longer be alike.

Maybe sailing almost without stars

it’s even more pleasant:

there’s nothing lost,

nothing that can’t carry on...

We are California,

We are freedom!

Clenched fists in our pockets,

blood, strawberries, reality!

We are California,

We are freedom,

Just we, while looking at it,

and it still seems to us,

it still seems like sky!