Océanos de sed [English translation]

Now,

The dream has started again,

The broadcast is on...

Your afterlife is here!

Now,

I'll make you float,

I don't care if you scream...

Even better for me!

What's going on here?

The Sun is falling!

He can't leave like this...

Are we back in the journey?

Readmission.

Against the light, you always

make me wonder

which enigma will you hide.

Morphine made out of skin,

personal pronoun

from a verb that lingers on desire.

I am, just one more time,

I am impressionist mystical trash

of your brilliant normality.

I wish one day you'll say

What's going on here?

The Sun is approaching!

Or are we traveling there?

Are we back in the journey?

Readmission.

My oceans of thirst,

My oceans of being.

The night falls

in that place that

our observatory saw...

Oceans of thirst,

that look for me beyond

everything obvious.

(La la la la)

la la la la

La la la la la

I can hear your waves...

These seas of thirst

will get dry

with dunes of water in you.

My two last verses will announce to you:

I'm back here.