
Below is the lyrics of the song Mido Tu Mente , artist - ANARKO with translation
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ANARKO
No respondo a luz, que me inyecten aquí.
Quiero hablar pero mi boca no está.
Estado de plenitud, a salvo del corazón
miro aquí mi barato hogar,
Fragiliza pensar, la cadencia sin fin,
cristalízala y verás reir.
Nada hay como andar por ahí.
Yo no voy a poner mi fé en tí.
Mido tu mente, con aparatos muy raros,
me pertenecen, tus impulsos, tu corazón.
El frío al que sometí, resulto vivir,
mi cerebro sigue igual.
Los cables llenan mi piel, que pronto reventará.
Miro aquí, barato hogar.
Nebuliza el deber, de los datos de aquí.
Cámbialos y avanzará
Nada hay como andar por ahí.
Yo no voy a poner mi fé en tí.
Mido tu mente, con aparatos muy raros,
me pertenecen, tus impulsos, tu corazón
La función de saber, controlar lo que ves.
Quiero andar por ahó, pero mis piés ya no están.
El denso olor de su piel, que siempre levantará
mis datos agudos ya.
Fragiliza pensar, la cadencia sin fín.
cristalízala y verás reír.
Nada hay como andar por ahí.
Yo no voy a poner mi fé en tí
Mido tu mente, con aparatos muy raros,
I don't respond to light, let them inject me here.
I want to speak but my mouth is not there.
State of wholeness, safe from the heart
I look here my cheap home,
It weakens thinking, the endless cadence,
crystallize it and you will see laugh.
There is nothing like walking around.
I am not going to put my faith in you.
I measure your mind, with very strange devices,
They belong to me, your impulses, your heart.
The cold to which I submitted, turned out to live,
my brain is still the same.
The wires fill my skin, which will soon burst.
I look here, cheap home.
Nebulize the duty, from the data here.
Change them and it will advance
There is nothing like walking around.
I am not going to put my faith in you.
I measure your mind, with very strange devices,
they belong to me, your impulses, your heart
The function of knowing, controlling what you see.
I want to walk around, but my feet are gone.
The dense smell of her skin, which will always lift
my sharp data already.
It weakens thinking, the endless cadence.
crystallize it and you will see laughter.
There is nothing like walking around.
I'm not going to put my faith in you
I measure your mind, with very strange devices,
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