Текст и перевод песни La Raíz - Elegiré - Live Vistalegre

Elegiré - Live Vistalegre

La senda está mala y hoy en día es difícil seguir recto,
Lo único que puedo hacer es no tener secretos,
Camino paso a paso y así se escriben los cuentos,
Y el micro no es delito, es una forma de que no digan ni pío.
Y ahora siento tu aliento como una llama,
Veo mi herida cerrarse en tu cama,
Miénteme jugando: a que nada te asusta.

"¿Sabes qué?"

¡Elegiré!, elegiremos, volar, volar,
A hundir los pies
A hundir los pies, en barros de vulgaridad.

¡Elegiré!, elegiremos, volar, volar,
A hundir los pies
A hundir los pies, en barros de vulgaridad.

Yo le dije al camino "tranquilo",
No tengo ganas de ver tu final,
Voy despacito, voy tan tranquilo
Que hasta las horas andan hacia atrás.
Hay gente con prisa que nos pisa,
Pero, quiero volar y escapar como Ícaro,
Voy a mostrarte el mundo desde arriba,
Voy a dotarte del arte de los pájaros.
Cógete a mis alas pero rápido,
Te invito a un vuelo rapaz, vuelo romántico,
Para reconquistar lo que nos fue robado,
Volver a ver el mar sin basuras a su lado.

¡Elegiré!, elegiremos, volar, volar,
A hundir los pies
A hundir los pies, en barros de vulgaridad.

¡Elegiré!, elegiremos, volar, volar,
A hundir los pies
A hundir los pies, en barros de vulgaridad.

Niños con máscaras de almas adultas,
Adultas almas que tras máscaras se ocultan.

Espíritus oscuros por la noche acechan,
Oscuros espíritus, ellos no cesan.

Fantasmal es su ejercito y su caminar,
Solo nos queda esperar la señal
Y arderá Babilonia tonight.

Arderán los impuros aún más,
Que ni con sus escudos defenderse podrán,

Arderá Babilonia.

¡Arderá Babilonia tonight!

¡Elegiré!, elegiremos, volar, volar,
A hundir los pies
A hundir los pies, en barros de vulgaridad.

¡Elegiré!, elegiremos, volar, volar,
A hundir los pies
A hundir los pies, en barros de vulgaridad.

I Will Choose - Live Vistalegre

The path is bad, and nowadays it's hard to go straight,
The only thing I can do is not have secrets,
I walk step by step and that's how stories are written,
And the microphone is not a crime, it's a way for them not to say a peep.
And now I feel your breath like a flame,
I see my wound close on your bed,
Lie to me while playing: that you're not afraid of anything.

"You know what?"

I will choose!, we will choose, to fly, to fly,
To sink our feet
To sink our feet into mud of vulgarity.

I will choose!, we will choose, to fly, to fly,
To sink our feet
To sink our feet into mud of vulgarity.

I told the road, "Easy,"
I don't want to see your end,
I go slow, I go easy
That even the hours go backwards.
There are people in a rush who step on us,
But I want to fly and escape like Icarus,
I'm going to show you the world from above,
I'm going to give you the art of birds.
Hold onto my wings quickly,
I invite you on a rapturous flight, a romantic flight,
To reconquer what was stolen from us,
To see the sea again without garbage by its side.

I will choose!, we will choose, to fly, to fly,
To sink our feet
To sink our feet into mud of vulgarity.

I will choose!, we will choose, to fly, to fly,
To sink our feet
To sink our feet into mud of vulgarity.

Children with masks of adult souls,
Adult souls that hide behind masks.

Dark spirits lurk at night,
Dark spirits, they never stop.

Their army and their walk are ghostly,
All we have to do is wait for the signal
And Babylon will burn tonight.

The impure will burn even more,
That even with their shields they won't be able to defend themselves,

Babylon will burn.

Babylon will burn tonight!

I will choose!, we will choose, to fly, to fly,
To sink our feet
To sink our feet into mud of vulgarity.

I will choose!, we will choose, to fly, to fly,
To sink our feet
To sink our feet into mud of vulgarity.