La Vida Es Otra Cosa (part. Vanesa Martín)

Life is not just what you touch
How long it has taken us
To get used to, to undo, to tie ourselves
We are back
Life, life is something else
You wake up in the south of my senses
You own all my delusions
My irrationalities
So many whys

After so many years
Of what has been lived
Let those who don't know how to feel be silent
Let those who don't know how to live be silent
That you are where I want to go back to and return
Life, life is something else
Life is not to be touched, life begins here

You draw places in my mind
I feel different when I see myself with you
Where do the pronounced dreams go
The lips that sinned
Everything we feel

After so many years
Of what has been lived
Let those who don't know how to feel be silent
Let those who don't know how to live be silent
That you are where I want to go back to and return
Life, life is something else
Life is not to be touched, life begins here
Life, life is something else
Life is not to be touched
Life begins here