Ya Sé (part. Rapsusklei y Aerstame)

From the demons that are inside of me
From the paths where I stumbled
From the battles I fought and lost
From those doubts that chain my being
Save me
Save me
From the sadness that’s inside of me
Save me
I’m telling you, save me
From the promises I know and never kept

I’m bleeding my emotions into a new song
Far from the temptation that leads to showiness
Asking my inspiration for a bit of salvation
Because sometimes the heart becomes a prison
And I’m plucking the poppy, sitting under the Moon of Quito
Life is one but the journey is endless
The ritual of ink that rides
Like a black horse in the middle of the white night
And harsh, my muse seeks the most beautiful flower that shines
And that translates the stars
Asking my notebook to invoke something for me
From the only window with light in the whole block
I want to paint the canvas and tame the weeping
Listen to the silence and turn it into song
Feel that your loneliness walks down the empty street alongside mine
And I know it’s not easy to find your way
I know I love you even when I don’t say it
I know I bend but I don’t bow
I know my soul is bleeding

From the wilted flowers that dwell in sadness
I’ve kept every leaf and every fallen petal
Outside the sky is gray but in here there’s beauty
And we learned to listen to the silence and silence the noise
Wounded by the time that chases and overwhelms me
Lost thirsty man drinking from the bitter water
The Moon is who saves me galloping in the darkness
Like a white horse in the middle of the black night
Minerva asked me who that old man is
With sad eyes and wrinkles looking at me in the mirror
They say old wine has improved with time
But this old swallow doesn’t know how to tame the wind
And I know that death suffocates and life tightens
The clock’s hand danced a dart
I know this sad trumpet ballad
No longer knows how to play the chords for the poet

And I know it’s not easy to find your way
I know I love you even when I don’t say it
I know I bend but I don’t bow
I know my soul is bleeding
And I know it’s not easy to find your way
I know I love you when I don’t say it
I know I bend but I don’t bow
And I know my soul is bleeding