Nit Salvatge [English translation]

We'd like to see each other in our space,

your favourite spot.

We'll go through the night to be stronger

and to go farther, to get rid of our fear.

We'll dance when you want to dance,

and we'll say to each other: "go with the flow".

We'll make heat out of the cold.

If the Moon watches us uneasy

because it doesn't know what we want,

we'll reflect the light.

We'll resist with yells this wild night, wild.

And we'll want to make our great journey out of the winter.

Breath each other slowly.

I'll paint your name in the wall,

until victory, always together

like two mad people in secrecy,

yelling out loud, within this dense fog.

We'll dance when you want to dance,

and we'll say to each other: "go with the flow".

We'll make heat out of the cold.

If the Moon watches us uneasy

because it doesn't know what we want,

we'll reflect the light.

We'll resist with yells this wild night, wild.

And we'll want to make our great journey out of the winter.

Breath each other slowly.

And we'll keep on dancing

under this starry sky, with the fists in the air.

There's no time for crying,

because by your side the fear will never be with me.

I sing, because the yell is not enough,

and the hope in my plate is decreasing.

Tomorrow I don't know, but today the victory's ours,

I saw the way and the answer in your eyes.

Run, wake up, our day came,

bring out your strength, your anger and your joy.

We'll declare ourselves in rebellion

and we'll end up in your bed or at the police station.

You are daring rebelliousness,

you're the gauze that knew how to close my wound,

and even if tomorrow I'm saying goodbye, breath in.

Today is always still.

The cold gets into our bodies,

but in the heart the flame bursts,

spark of a big fire that never dies,

that never goes out.

We'll resist with yells this wild night, wild.

And we'll want to make our great journey out of the winter.

We'll resist with yells this wild night, wild.

And we'll want to make our great journey out of the winter.

(We'll raise our fists in a sea of voices)

We'll resist to provoke heat, heat.

(in a sea of voices)

We'll resist to provoke heat, heat.

• Artist:Smoking Souls
• Album:Nit Salvatge (2015)