Hores bruixes [English translation]

A thousand distant movements...

Everything keeps changing

Both its colour and shape,

Its means of expression.

Lost, I keep altering myself.

The flight of screeching starlings

Drawn on the air.

Painting the sky

With blues, with yellows and greens,

Against a backlight, with rusty shades and reds.

With ancient clouds,

With beautiful birds.

Always in a very intense present,

While traversing time itself...

[Chorus:]

The sun sets,

The moon comes, looking for me,

And we leave home together.

In the mirror,

A reflection without an image:

The night, as it falls, entraps me!

I wake up breathlessly,

All pale...

With an irregular heartbeat, feeling cold;

Seeking answers to all questions.

Under a broken satellite

Without an orbit, turns,

Kaleidoscopic, my very own head.

I feel that the stars are sterile;

The system is collapsing...

Love is a mystery and it doesn't understand freedom.

Disperse, I keep mixing

Wit with sounds,

Warmth with marble,

Silence with sensations...

[Chorus:]

The sun sets,

The moon comes, looking for me,

And we leave home together.

In the mirror,

A reflection without an image:

The night, as it falls, embraces me!

[Spoken:]

And death will not have any power anymore!

All of us, blended into the air and the wind,

Will have stars right next to our feet and our elbows;

We shall rise once again if we should ever fall...

If lovers are lost, love shall never be lost

And, even if we should become insane, we'll preserve wisdom

All of us, blended into the air and the wind...

And then death will not have any power anymore!

It won't have power anymore!

Not any power...!

[Chorus:]

The sun sets,

The moon comes, looking for me,

And we leave home together.

In the mirror,

A reflection without an image:

The night holds me and embraces me!

And the sun shall come,

The moon will leave

And I will return home.

In the mirror,

A reflection without an image:

The night fades, it runs away...