Translation of the song lyrics Todo Pasa - Carla Morrison

Todo Pasa (original)

Mi vista es distinta
Es muy triste y contamina
Quiero dejar de creer
Estarme sola y no ver
Me siento cada vez menos viva
Derrotada y confundida
Sin saber que hacer
No logro entender

Que aunque aquí todo esta muy bien
Mi mente no deja de correr

Que todo pasa
Que la vida de repente me alcanza
Que estoy cansada
Mi mente necesita de calma
Que todo cambia
Mi mundo siente que se va acabar
Porque esto ataca
En silencio parezco dudar

La vida es un proceso
Cada quien construyendo su reto
Y al mismo tiempo
Uno siente rincones inciertos
Miro al cielo
Pido al mundo respuestas a esto
Que me esta comiendo
Pero debo escarbar mis adentros

Que aunque todo esta muy bien
Mi mente no deja de correr

Que todo pasa
Que la vida de repente me alcanza
Que estoy cansada
Mi mente necesita de calma
Que todo cambia
Mi mundo siente que se va acabar
Porque esto ataca
En silencio parezco dudar

La rudeza de mi mente es sutil
Sin darme cuenta puede dejarme aquí
Quiero ser fuerte, no dejar de competir
Esta lucha es solo contra mi

Que todo pasa
Que la vida de repente me alcanza
Que estoy cansada
Mi mente necesita de calma
Que todo cambia
Mi mundo siente que se va acabar
Porque esto ataca
Pero sé que lo voy a lograr

Todo Pasa (translation)

My gaze now parts the world with altered hue,
A sorrow sharp as smoke, it stains the view.
I yearn to shed the faith that cloaks my eyes,
To dwell in solitude, unseeing, wise.
With every hour, a petal falls—less life within,
Defeated, lost, a mariner in fog too thin.
No compass pointing, I drift on doubt's tide,
Bewildered, worlds within me left untied.

Though here the garden's calm would seem complete,
My mind, a stallion, pounds with frantic feet.

All rivers pass, swept onward by the flow,
And suddenly, life's hand finds me below.
Weariness roots me, heavy as the dusk,
My mind, a storm-tossed sea, yearns for hushed musk.
Each hour is molten, shaping new terrain,
My world, a brittle orb, feels the end's strain.
For something strikes—an unseen, gnawing blight,
And in my silence, hesitation bites.

Life is an alchemy whose gold we chase,
Each soul erecting dreams in haunted space.
Yet side by side with building comes the night,
Where shadowed corners flicker, void of light.
I raise my eyes, imploring at the vault,
I beg the world reply—what is this fault?
Some hunger eats my marrow, cold and slow,
But I must mine my depths, down where roots grow.

Though all about me blooms in gentle sheen,
My mind keeps racing, wild and serpentine.

The river runs; all moments slip my hand,
And suddenly, life draws its tight demand.
My very bones are tired, weighed with sleep,
My mind petitions silence, dark and deep.
Each hour transforms; the known dissolves to sand,
My world, on trembling edge, will not withstand.
For something gnashes, wordless, in the night,
And in the hush, I seem to doubt the light.

My mind—its cruelty wears a velvet glove,
Unseen, it leaves me stranded where I rove.
I long for strength, to never quit the fray,
This battle, mirror-bright, is mine to slay.

The river sweeps; all things are borne away,
And suddenly, life's shadow veils the day.
I bear a weariness stitched into my seam,
And long for calm—a hush within the dream.
Each moment alters; nothing holds its form,
My world, a fragile shell before the storm.
For still it strikes—this silent, inward war,
Yet I shall find the key, and lock the door.