El Ave
Café Tacvba
The Bird
That bird that's flying
With the feeling of owning everything and I
Here sitting with nothing
Not a pair of wings to escape
The bird on the avenue flies through neighborhoods
Sad, lonely, and angry
It seems like a myth, the joy that years ago
Flooded this poor city
Body to body through rivers of engines
I see the outbreaks of the disease
That forces us to hoard
Millions of throats exhaling dismay
That comes from living without a reason
At great heights like an airplane
I read the blueprints with which this nation was built
The land where we try to stand
It's a question if it ever was ours
Satellite bird begins to elucidate
Some of the history of humanity
Revolutions, religions with good intentions
Have ended up tyrannizing
The perspective from above is not friendly
Is it perhaps a great total state
With two races living in peace
The smaller one oppressing the rest
The bird doesn't have a plan to escape
Opening in the chaos final opening
That's why today it has decided to fly
To love this anxiety that makes
Both good and bad
That bird that's flying
Sure of belonging to nothing
And me here thinking I have everything
And a pair of wings to fly
That bird that's flying
With the feeling of owning everything and I
Here sitting with nothing
Not a pair of wings to escape
The bird on the avenue flies through neighborhoods
Sad, lonely, and angry
It seems like a myth, the joy that years ago
Flooded this poor city
Body to body through rivers of engines
I see the outbreaks of the disease
That forces us to hoard
Millions of throats exhaling dismay
That comes from living without a reason
At great heights like an airplane
I read the blueprints with which this nation was built
The land where we try to stand
It's a question if it ever was ours
Satellite bird begins to elucidate
Some of the history of humanity
Revolutions, religions with good intentions
Have ended up tyrannizing
The perspective from above is not friendly
Is it perhaps a great total state
With two races living in peace
The smaller one oppressing the rest
The bird doesn't have a plan to escape
Opening in the chaos final opening
That's why today it has decided to fly
To love this anxiety that makes
Both good and bad
That bird that's flying
Sure of belonging to nothing
And me here thinking I have everything
And a pair of wings to fly
