Lo que te hace grande [English translation]

Perhaps, what makes you great

doesn't understand about how or why

Perhaps, what's trivial

will join up a walnut boat.

Perhaps, what makes you great

isn't difficult to see.

Perhaps, every blink conceals

the key you're trying to get.

You see, it's too big for us

and there's risk of alarm again.

Perhaps, when everything abates

luck will defeat us again.

And in the toing and froing of unmarked plans

the universal bomb falls upon you;

there's not collision, nor law, nor gravity

that can make you fall, even if they aim to hit.

Perhaps, walls will bark

and the ceiling will run.

It'll be said that the giant fell

and a puddle opened at your feet

Perhaps, what makes you great

doesn't understand about how or why.

Perhaps, what makes me great

is having you in front of me again

And in the toing and froing of unmarked plans

the universal bomb falls upon you;

there's not collision, nor law, nor gravity

that can make you fall, even if they aim to hit.

A drum sounds, it resounds in the threshold

it comes here, attracts me like a magnet.

I don't know what makes you great,

I don't understand about how and why.

A drum sounds, it resounds in the threshold

it comes here, attracts me like a magnet.

But there's no equation, nor great formula

that can help you understand, what's showing behind

• Artist:Vetusta Morla
• Album:Mapas