Agua (part. Manolo García)

On the way to the spring
Mountain, forest, and fishing line
Lying to the maps
Leaving everything behind

The river is a liquid God
Wet silver
Serene fury
And unbridled calm

If I miss you
There's no light or science
If I miss you
I drown in your absence

Ah ah water
Ah ah water
Ah ah water
Poem in the glass

The owners of luck
Want to put it at their feet
Their golden taps serve to quench thirst
Only to the strongest

There are no mermaid tears
That heal wounds
Coins that what they buy poison
Day after day

If we miss you (uh ah)
There's no light or science
If we miss you
We sign our sentence

Ah ah water
Ah ah water
Ah ah water
Poem in the glass

Strong and fast
Clean and clear
It knows everything
But knows nothing
It's like life
Sweet and salty

The future desert
And a countdown
If we lack water

Ah ah water
Ah ah water
Ah ah water
Ah ah water