Deabrua - IZARO

Idaztea dela diote auto-erreparatzea

Letra bakoitzean igurtziz bihotz barrualdea

Negarrik egin ezin duenaren korapilo askatzea

Laguntza eske folio batera itsuan amiltzea

Sinistu nahi dut denok dugula errotuta kaosa

Hura maitatzen ikastea ote bizi honetan poza?

Zergatik zabaltzen ote diogun deabruari ate hotza

Giltza eman nion eta orain badaki non egin hozka

Zabaldu nion nire arima, sexua ta burua

Galdetu nion egia al zen eman zidan musua

Baietz zioen baina ez zen izan mantendua mezua

Borrokan nabil amatatzeko sortu genuen sua

Zintzilik pisua galdu nuen deabruaren sokan

Ez dakigu zer den arnastea bestearen ahoan

Ez naiz biziko esperantza galtzen den azkena bada

Esperantzaren aurretik ni neu galdu naiz beharbada

Nola sendatu gaitzaken soilik mintzen gaituen eskuak

Nola maitatzera bultzatu indarrez deabruak

Nola traizionatzen gaituen gure arima ezkutuak

Eskerrak dauden lur arrotzetan

Abesten aingeruak

Zabaldu nion nire arima, sexua ta burua

Galdetu nion egia al zen eman zidan musua

Baietz zioen baina ez zen izan mantendua mezua

Borrokan nabil amatatzeko sortu genuen sua

Maitatu zaitut ozen ta garbi, nirea da errua

Ez ikusteagatik zure usainak gorde duen amua

Irentsi dut mamua

They say writing is self-reflection

Rubbing the inside of the heart with each letter

Untying the knot of the one who can't cry

Blindly plunging into a folio for help

I want to believe that we all have chaos rooted in us

Is learning to love him a joy in this life?

Why do we open the cold door to the devil?

I gave him the key and now he knows where to bite

I spread my soul, my sex and my mind

I asked him if the kiss he gave me was true

It said yes but the message was not kept

I'm fighting to put out the fire we started

I lost weight hanging on the devil's rope

We don't know what it's like to breathe into someone else's mouth

I will not live if hope is lost

I may have lost myself before hope

How can only the hand that hurts us heal us

How to force demons to love

How our hidden souls betray us

Thanks in the strange lands

Angels sing

I spread my soul, my sex and my mind

I asked him if the kiss he gave me was true

It said yes but the message was not kept

I'm fighting to put out the fire we started

I loved you loud and clear, it's my fault

Not the hook your scent has saved by sight

I swallowed the ghost