Hoy (Feat. Rocío Toledano)
El Hombre Viento
3:46If you look up you'll find the tracks Of those who walked through a trail of light Escaping from the chaos of years And you'll be embraced by this blue Earth. The tracks of the tribe in our sky Are all the remains of humanity that we have left Those who don't leave will bear the penalty of the flesh With its one and only beginning and end It is the travelling that defines the world What do we do when everything is yet to be done? Nobody will speak about what we lost About who we are and who we could have been Nobody will look inside the bag of our dreams Of the lives and journeys unfinished, undone. The remains of the cities that once were Will resign themselves to be forgotten Devoured by the woods that they never met. Swept away by the mistakes of yesterday. It is the travelling that defines the world What do we do when everything is yet to be done?