Tarántula de África [English translation]

I'm the African tarantula.

I smile thinking badly

inside my plexiglass cage.

I'll defend you from myself... and from my poison.

They say that, while free, I killed you by watching you.

But you pay for your ticket to watch me

and you may want me dead or love me.

You'll see as much as you want

while squeezing your father's hand.

Go, go, go.

Go, go, go.

What will happen later if

my soul is thirsty and,

and, and outside you're having fun but no one wonders

how easy it is to think of the sun

as a distraction.

And while maturing my pain,

I become an attraction,

trapped by some little attention,

order or choice.

I repeat myself with conviction

that life here would have been better.

But no, the best one doesn't resist.

How beautiful, how sad it is

to forget that pain exists,

that pain exists.

You're an extremely beautiful butterfly.

You smile watching everything.

Maybe no one will ever observe you

but this counts less now... much less.

They say it's stupid to give oneself away to another tree and,

and lie down between branches and a hundred leaves.

You don't know anymore whether to keep going or to be happy.

You'll see as much as you want

while squeezing your father's hand.

Go, go, go.

Go, go, go.

What will happen later if

my soul is thirsty and,

and, and outside you're having fun but no one wonders

how easy it is to think of the sun

as a distraction.

And while maturing my pain,

I become an attraction,

trapped by some little attention,

order or choice.

I repeat myself with conviction

that life here would have been better.

But no, the best one doesn't resist.

How beautiful, how sad it is

to forget that pain exists,

that pain exists.

But you pay for your ticket to watch me

and you may want me dead or love me.

You'll see as much as you want

while squeezing your father's hand!

while Squeezing your father's hand.