Vibra Alta [English translation]
Vibra Alta [English translation]
(Like that, ju-just like that, don't be scared, haha, like that, ah-uh)
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't ever stop, eh
Don't stop, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, eh, okey, eh, listen
I've seen so much bad people, I've seen so many good ones
There's people who choose a bullet over finding the key to their chains
I've seen beings who've got millions of those keys
And they don't give freedom away, they make necklaces out of it
What happened, boy?
You fell and there was no reaction on your scene
You hid away, you changed your profession
You sunk so far away, not even Poseidon can reach you
Art's come to save you, son, with its vibration
What happened, boy? The pressure's choking you
Fear is now your song's main melody
If this shit's hurting you and it's interfering with your essence
Ca7riel suggests you change your tuning
No wonder, we learned the lesson by memory
The heart's leading and the frequency's contradictory
It's not the memory that makes the class enjoyable
The euphoria to live makes the little boy scream when he's born
(Eh, I'll smoke a hustle)
The energy is tearing me apart
I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits
The eagerness is tearing me apart
I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits
The energy is tearing me apart
I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits
Travel to know every spot in my soul
Turn it into a song, so I can save the world
Make life worth it, don't insult the sun no more
It's me who makes the days colder when I take its position
My guitar says: "Vibe and let vibe"
Flying low tears me up, it'd be artificial
To not regulate my spiritual, mental frequency
Don't bother me, I wanna fly
No-ones, those who don't let us vibe deep
At different speed is how birds move their wings
Your frequency's never the same
Tie the hummingbird's wings and its heart will stop
(Alchemy) Has never transformed metal into gold
(Cyclothymia) Has turned my illness into rap and choruses
Of my pores comes out the ink I write with
Reason why I don't cry, I put my tears in a stirrup, birch
The energy is tearing me apart
I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits
No, no, no, no, no
The eagerness is tearing me apart
I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits
The energy is tearing me apart
I don't wanna be the hero but the bird that on his statue sits
- Artist:CA7RIEL
- Album:LIVRE