The Well (Live at the Pershing)

Si no, así me quedo

Como una piedra en el río

No se mueve

Solo se pone frío

No llegará a la mar

Con la corriente ligera

Son los momentos

En que resistimos su fuerza

If not, I’ll stay this way

Like a stone in the river

It doesn’t move

It just gets cold

It won’t arrive to the sea

With the gentle current

These are the moments

Where we resist her force

Free myself from myself

Empty myself of myself

Clean myself of myself

So i can fill it up

Free myself from myself

Empty myself of myself

Clean myself of myself

So i can fill it up

There’s a love beneath me

Rows and Rows of stories sleep

Past chapters speaking

It’s just a matter of remembering

There’s a well beneath me

Echos ring under my feet

I heard begin believing

In all the rooted seeds

Growing in the deep

Growing in the deep

Light moves through me, all will be restored in beauty