L’energia flueix com la vida,
there’s just something in the air
que j’ai jamais entendu;
c’est l’amour, c’est la colere
maybe is only the smile in the face.
But it needs to be done
com una ploma que bat les ales;
pero nunca encuentra su sitio
where to rest just for a bit.
It’s the sun going down
but not the feeling of being alive,
feel the freedom in your fingers
comme la lune et les étoiles.
Let me be your flame again.
Gemma Gelabert Gonzalo
(català, español, english, français)