Avança, vianant! [English translation]

When the anger of the gods falls on you and there's nothing left to say

when the afternoon no longer matters, if you've had a good one, or if you've suffered.

When every error in the world, when every misstep, holds more truth

than the depressing bundle of pristine pages of your immaculate résumé,

you'll see the double bottom of the partition walls, golden underground rivers, seas with hidden treasures.

Come on, you'll like this game, let's play at sorting those who do good from those who don't

let's cruelly judge those who get it wrong, let's be made to feel small by those who do it better.

And afterwards let's remember the great injuries you've suffered, the unprecedented misfortunes,

whilst thinking about what you risk, what you put at stake, you, to be happy.

That no, no great mind distinguishes between good days and bad days, that the universe doesn't owe us anything!

We're all moving! You can't stay stuck forever!

Move, pedestrian, over the cobbles and the asphalt!

We're all moving! You can't stay quiet!

Poor pedestrian, you'll lose this battle.

But you know what you're doing, I would come to practice the noble art of throwing forward.

If you feel like the odd one out, don't speak much and you'll see, nobody will warn you about deceit.

They won't order you an ID card, no rules will be written, the experts will be wrong

Give us a conversation, we're friendly, and we don't know if despite our efforts, we're going

towards pleasure or pain, to the light or to the darkness, to a great feast or to the cruellest starvation.

We're all moving! You can't stay stuck forever!

Move, pedestrian, over the cobbles and the asphalt!

We're all moving! You can't stay quiet!

Poor pedestrian, you'll lose this battle.

May there be peace, may there be peace, may there be peace on Earth.

Believe in the world, believe in the world, believe in the people whom you don't know.

• Artist:Manel
• Album:Jo competeixo