La Canción de Las Bestias
Fito Páez
The Song of the Beasts
All the beasts suffer endlessly
We cry our sorrows in silence
All the horrors that fall upon me
I sing them and transform them into kindness
I can't help but cause harm and then
My heart breaks into a thousand pieces
My soul is a house where love lives
And the deepest fantasies of terror
The question is
How do they think it can be fixed
A world where everyone is right?
The answer is that the beautiful of spirit
Will also fall, absent in the valley of death
I am greatly curious
The search in the absence of meaning
The armies of good and evil advance
The question is
How do they think it can be fixed
A world where everyone is right?
The answer
If they ask me what I want to sing
It's the song of the beasts
It's very cold and no one can rest
The future is nothing but a vast desert
The beasts gather in the street to drink
The remains of what was once a great city
The question is
How do they think it can be fixed
A world where everyone is right?
The answer
If they ask me what I want to sing
It's the song of the beasts
All the beasts suffer endlessly
We cry our sorrows in silence
