El millor gos per a un nom [English translation]

Look at how roots come to life,

from molecules and stars,

from an insignificant dot.

From already-extinguished candles,

from silent silence,

from the tiniest detail.

Where is the fire? Where is the light?

On the horizon someone's making smoke signals.

Where is the place that lies so far from tomorrow?

The sound of air will always guide us.

Look right in front of you,

a desire that takes flight

and lifts even a leaden heart.

One second to mull over

which socks to pick

or the best dog for a name.

Where is the fire? Where is the light?

On the horizon someone's making smoke signals.

Where is the place that lies so far from tomorrow?

The sound of air will always guide us.

And seasons will change,

like I change my pants.

Where is the light? Where is the fire?

Look at how roots come to life,

from molecules and stars,

from an insignificant dot.

From already-extinguished candles,

from silent silence,

from the tiniest detail.

Where is the fire? Where is the light?

On the horizon someone's making smoke signals.

Where is the place that lies so far from tomorrow?

The sound of air will always guide us.

Where is the fire? Where is the light?

On the horizon someone's making smoke signals.

Where is the place that lies so far from tomorrow?

• Artist:Blaumut
• Album:El primer arbre del bosc