Vibra Alta [English translation]

(Like that, ju-just like that, don't be scared, haha, like that, ah-uh)

Don't stop, don't stop

Don't ever stop, eh

Don't stop, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, eh, okey, eh, listen

I've seen so much bad people, I've seen so many good ones

There's people who choose a bullet over finding the key to their chains

I've seen beings who've got millions of those keys

And they don't give freedom away, they make necklaces out of it

What happened, boy?

You fell and there was no reaction on your scene

You hid away, you changed your profession

You sunk so far away, not even Poseidon can reach you

Art's come to save you, son, with its vibration

What happened, boy? The pressure's choking you

Fear is now your song's main melody

If this shit's hurting you and it's interfering with your essence

Ca7riel suggests you change your tuning

No wonder, we learned the lesson by memory

The heart's leading and the frequency's contradictory

It's not the memory that makes the class enjoyable

The euphoria to live makes the little boy scream when he's born

(Eh, I'll smoke a hustle)

The energy is tearing me apart

I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits

The eagerness is tearing me apart

I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits

The energy is tearing me apart

I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits

Travel to know every spot in my soul

Turn it into a song, so I can save the world

Make life worth it, don't insult the sun no more

It's me who makes the days colder when I take its position

My guitar says: "Vibe and let vibe"

Flying low tears me up, it'd be artificial

To not regulate my spiritual, mental frequency

Don't bother me, I wanna fly

No-ones, those who don't let us vibe deep

At different speed is how birds move their wings

Your frequency's never the same

Tie the hummingbird's wings and its heart will stop

(Alchemy) Has never transformed metal into gold

(Cyclothymia) Has turned my illness into rap and choruses

Of my pores comes out the ink I write with

Reason why I don't cry, I put my tears in a stirrup, birch

The energy is tearing me apart

I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits

No, no, no, no, no

The eagerness is tearing me apart

I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits

The energy is tearing me apart

I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits