Lyrics and translation Rafael Lechowski - Desear Lo Que Ya Es Nuestro (Respira)

Desear Lo Que Ya Es Nuestro (Respira)

Existir es accidente milagroso
Aunque la alegría viene dada en el ser
Sufrir lo sembramos nosotros

El mundo está deprimido
La ansiedad del pobre y la del rico
Pandemia de nuestro siglo

El rico quisiera ser pobre otra vez
Porque al final comprende que las cosas pesan
El pobre quiere ser rico y no sabe que la yo es
Porque está vivo y esa es la mayor riqueza

Lo estás bailando, son convulsiones del trance
Otras veces es el miedo el que te impide que dances
Y, hermano, hay que danzar como danzan los astros
En la azarosa armonía de nuestro naufragio

Para un instante y respira
Respira y siente cómo tu ser se estira
Y en ese respirar puro se cura la vida
Tienes una bola de miedo en el pecho metida

Me he quedado ciego de tanto mirar adentro
Pero ciego a las cosas banales del mundo externo
Ayer quería ser luz, hoy soy la piedra blanca
Contra la que la luz choca para que su haz se esparza

Pero antes fui la pulga que arrastraba al elefante
Y yo era la pulga y yo era el elefante
Queriendo calmar con pan mi sed, con agua el hambre
Buscando por el mundo entero lo que tenía adelante

Al final, sabiduría es volver al origen
Desaprender las erróneas ambiciones que nos rigen
Concentrarnos en el presente y ahí vivir
Gozar, amar, sin temer a la muerte

Porque de la vida venimos y a la vida vamos
Tú eres tu abuelo, eres tu hijo y eres mi hermano
Respira, es un dolor maravilloso la vida
Nada puede herirnos porque somos la herida

Ir de placer en placer, no es sino ir de escombro en escombro XX
Y hay que ir de asombro en asombro
Porque no hay mayor logro que vencer el egoísmo propio
Y derramarse en otro para otorgarle el privilegio

De experimentar aunque sea por un fugaz momento
El milagro de amar y ser amado al mismo tiempo
Y tras tu ofrenda, en el gran relevo final
Abrir los brazos a la muerte cuando al fin venga

Pero, mientras tanto, respira
Respira
Respira
Respira

Longing for What is Already Ours (Breathe)

To exist is a miraculous accident
Though joy is given in being
Suffering is what we sow for ourselves

The world is depressed
The anxiety of the poor and the rich
Pandemic of our century

The rich man wants to be poor again
For in the end he understands that things weigh heavy
The poor man wants to be rich and doesn't know that the self is oneself
For he is alive and that is the greatest wealth

You're dancing it, they're convulsions of the trance
Other times it's fear that keeps you from dancing
And, brother, you have to dance like the stars dance
In the random harmony of our shipwreck

Stop for a moment and breathe
Breathe and feel how your being stretches
And in that pure breath life heals
You have a ball of fear stuck in your chest

I have been blinded from looking so much within
But blind to the trivial things of the external world
Yesterday I wanted to be light, today I am the white stone
Against which light strikes so that its beam might scatter

But before I was the flea that dragged the elephant
And I was the flea and I was the elephant
Trying to quench my thirst with bread, my hunger with water
Searching all over the world for what I had in front of me

In the end, wisdom is returning to the origin
Unlearning the erroneous ambitions that govern us
Concentrating on the present and living there
Enjoying, loving, without fear of death

For from life we come and to life we go
You are your grandfather, you are your son, and you are my brother
Breathe, life is a wonderful pain
Nothing can hurt us because we are the wound

Going from pleasure to pleasure is only going from rubble to rubble XX
And one must go from amazement to amazement
Because there is no greater achievement than overcoming one's own selfishness
And pouring oneself out into another to grant him the privilege

Of experiencing, if only for a fleeting moment
The miracle of loving and being loved at the same time
And after your offering, in the great final relay
Open your arms to death when it finally comes

But, in the meantime, breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe