Escaping from War

If explosions are shouting, escape to the silence

You will be flying, with a Thorned Whip's blow

Let's join together, we could dance among the leaves

which would become a frozen shadow with your step

Only the memories, the smell of mud, our non-destiny path

Dynamite, salty dinamite, that green sunset...

                      We're only walkers with hurt feet, but we don't surrender on the glass

                      We don't succumb to the echo of the mines

If there's fire, we'll flow like water

If we're locked up, we'll be the key to open the Door of Good

                    Andamos errantes bajo el caos, pero aprendemos de cada fallo

                    Los llevamos tatuados en nuestras quemaduras

                    Cicatrices que forman la palabra LIBERTAD

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Si gritan las explosiones, huye hacia el silencio

Volando estarás, con el soplo de un Látigo con Espinas

Somos solo caminantes con los pies heridos, pero no nos rendimos con los cristales

No sucumbimos al eco de las minas

          Don't let them cut your wings

          Don't let them the cure be worse than the disease

          We're too powerful to travel in a prision

          We're too pure to be sullied with blood

Only the memories, the smell of mud, our non-destiny path

Dynamite, salty dinamite...

    If you're going to shoot before asking

    Peace will knife you before your shot