Buscant la Sort [English translation]
Buscant la Sort [English translation]
Barefoot flowers
on the edge of the horizon
far away from humankind
are well placed around the world.
They are aware that time is short
but rich in color.
I live on the air
distance is my north.
Offspring of the shore,
the dew, my cradle.
You can't know what you own
before the tide goes out.
The sky is full of words
which the heart now is unable to silence.
The wind drives you away from home
it no longer wants to let you come back.
I will go looking for luck
I will keep looking for luck
I will keep looking for luck
I will keep looking around the world.
Mornings
waiting for sunlight
low hours
moving through the brine.
The petals fall slowly
all the flowers have withered.
After one day another will come
We are dying to be born again
The path to come is broader
But you are not by my side.
I will go looking for luck
I will keep looking for luck
I will keep looking for luck
I will be looking for you around the world.
- Artist:Sopa de Cabra
- Album:Nou (1998)