Mi Voluntad
Extremoduro
My Will
I see that I lost sight of you
Behind your trail
And just in case
I will slow down my pace
To first understand
What I am endlessly searching for
I go to change the rhythm
Out of myself
To see what happens
Outside of this shell
I become something uncertain
Pitcher or devil, what does it matter?
Pitcher welcome to the source
I leave and curse my luck
I wish to always be with you
I break in the middle of the road
I want to be like a mule
Stubborn in my purest will
My will
I see that I lost sight of you
Behind your trail
And just in case
I will slow down my pace
To first understand
What I am endlessly searching for
I go to change the rhythm
Out of myself
To see what happens
Outside of this shell
I become something uncertain
Pitcher or devil, what does it matter?
Why are you, devil, so dejected?
I am bad and curse my luck
I have children in the oven
It hurts to hear their complaints
I want to be like a mule
Stubborn in my purest will
My will
My will
My will
