Superficie Lunar - Aleks Syntek

Me siento como flotar, y hay un crater en mis pies

Ya no siento la gravedad y me da miedo brincar

No hace frio, no hace calor;

yo soy anti termico

Si te preguntan por mi, tu diles que ya me fui

Y si vuelven a insistir, les confiesas superficie lunar

Algun dia te acostumbraras a mi forma de escapar

(me voy a escapar)

Es mi fuga y es mi lugar para relajarme mas

(por favor hagase a un lado)

No es que te deje de querer, es que asi me extrañaras

Si te preguntan por mi, tu diles que ya me fui

Y si vuelven a insistir, les confiesas superficie lunar

Lunar.

lunar, lunar, lunar…

Sin pensar, se me da ser lunar…

Sin pensar, se me da ser lunar…

Me siento como flotar, y hay un crater en mis pies

Ya no siento la gravedad y me da miedo brincar

(no hay arriba, ni abajo)

No hace frio, no hace calor antes al contrario estoy

Si te preguntan por mi, tu diles que ya me fui

Y si vuelven a insistir, les confiesas superficie lunar

Lunar.

lunar, lunar, lunar…

I feel like floating, and there's a crater at my feet

I no longer feel gravity and I'm afraid to jump

It's not cold, it's not hot;

I am anti thermal

If they ask you about me, you tell them that I already left

And if they insist again, you confess to them the lunar surface

Someday you'll get used to my way of escaping

(I'm going to escape)

It is my escape and it is my place to relax more

(please step aside)

It's not that I stop loving you, it's that you'll miss me that way

If they ask you about me, you tell them that I already left

And if they insist again, you confess to them the lunar surface

Mole.

mole, mole, mole...

Without thinking, I get to be lunar...

Without thinking, I get to be lunar...

I feel like floating, and there's a crater at my feet

I no longer feel gravity and I'm afraid to jump

(there is no up, no down)

It's not cold, it's not hot before, on the contrary, I'm

If they ask you about me, you tell them that I already left

And if they insist again, you confess to them the lunar surface

Mole.

mole, mole, mole...