AlterDistrict - Las Praderas


I’m here to face my seclusion 

I had to pack all my longings
(I) had to save the dust of „Home”
(Let’s) leave no trace, leave just remains
And clear your lungs of the smoke

I am the king, (the) ruler of myself
Emperor, (and) duke of mirage
I make the wind to carry my tags and
make (the) shades to paint this montage

When constellations get above my head
These little bright marks start to bend
Create patterns, same as my thoughts, the
Start or the end or the start of the end 

I left the city, I quit my past, again this fire, heat in my chest
The taste on my tongue, reminds me of flames, I might set up, for my aims

Gather up to see!
The world that exists only in me and
Gather up to hear!
The sounds of how it gets so free
The roads of the Wastes
The roads of the Wastes

I tread softly
(on) Sands of deserts
I leave footprints
Then I subvert
Esta es mi camino
Voy en silencio
Los espejismos sobrios
Serán mis amigos

Y cuando sus ojos se encuentran los míos
Miro pues veo preguntas inciertas
¿De donde vengo y donde ahora voy? 
¿Esta será la danza ultíma?

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