Somos todos erroristas [English translation]

I seek liberty with a first and last name

like a free fall leaping into the void

in a continuous nonsense, in a senseless softness

that carries me toward delirium

I seek the error as a type of answer

a safe collapse that disturbs my head

this clumsy life that stumbles so much

is a gift that pierces, this surprise box

A life without madness is not a life but a piece

a redaso, the murmur of a lashing

Without success-ism, forgetting conformism,

long live error-ism

and all its mistakes

what is certain is not so certain

in an advance, a setback

what you see as free I consider a prisoner,

prisoner of an atrophied model of progress...

I won't ask permission nor ask to speak

whoever wants to listen to me, welcome to this room

because what we are is not how what should be

but it is, creating is an act that disturbs