Mapa (part. Ana Torroja)

Throw off the blankets
Wake up that room
Opening the curtains
Letting the sun hit you

And then, get out of there
Even if you don't understand anything now
Go out to find yourself
And tell me where I am

And now what?
If there's no way back to my home
I'll start from the ruins of my soul
Where will I go?
If there are no crosses on the map
I'll sail thousands of miles in the sea

Pack your bags
Turn off your spotlight
Let go of what you hold tight
Letting the flow take you

And now, get out of there
Give and don't expect anything
Go out to search and finally
Discover where I'm going

And now what?
If there's no way back to my home
I'll start from the ruins of my soul
Where will I go?
If there are no crosses on the map
I'll sail thousands of miles in the sea

And now what?
If there's no way back to my home
I'll start from the ruins of my soul
Where will I go?
If there are no crosses on the map
I'll sail thousands of miles in the sea