QUEMARÁS (part. Indio Solari)

You will burn the pain
In today's most sacred fire
And you will seek love
In a blind trail of what you are no longer

And you will burn the resentment
In the fire of an early hell
And you will seek that voice
That reminds you forever of who you are

And that's how it is, you will see
There are people rooted only in their pettiness
And in the dismay of not owning the Sun
They lost the wings of fraternity

Sick bird
Dreams of flying asleep
Searching for meaning in the sky
The clouds serve as a fractal nest
Where it will sing

You will burn the pain
In today's most sacred fire
And you will seek love
In a blind trail of what you are no longer

And you will burn the resentment
In the fire of an early hell
And you will seek that voice
That reminds you forever of who you are

You can resist everything
Except the temptation in your ways
Love is a feeling
And also an idea
The less we know, the more we suspect
And from then on everything belongs to silence

Beds, there are hundreds
And in all of them dreams the same
Kissing the mouth of the abyss
Lost in that unreal eroticism
It will sing

You will burn the pain
In today's most sacred fire
And you will seek love
In a blind trail of what you are no longer

And you will burn the resentment
In the fire of an early hell
And you will seek that voice
That reminds you forever of who you are