Lyrics of La Deriva - Vetusta Morla

La Deriva (original)

He tenido tiempo de desdoblarme
Y ver mi rostro en otras vidas.
Ya tiré la piedra al centro del estanque.
He enterrado cuentos y calendario,
Ya cambié el balón por gasolina.
Ha prendido el bosque al incendiar la orilla.
He escuchado el ritmo de los feriantes
Poniendo precio a mi agonía;
Familias de erizos en sus manos frías.
Habrá que inventarse una salida,
Ya no hay timón en la deriva.
Has tenido pulso para engancharme
Alistado en ejércitos suicidas.
Me adentré en el bosque y no encontré al vigía.
Habrá que inventarse una guarida,
No quiero timón en la deriva.
Cada cual que tome sus medidas.
Hay esperanza en la deriva.
Habrá que inventarse una salida.
Que el destino no nos tome las medidas.
Hay esperanza en la deriva.

(translation)

I've had time to unfold
And see my face in other lives.
I already threw the stone into the center of the pond.
I have buried stories and calendar,
I already changed the ball for gasoline.
He has set the forest on fire by setting fire to the shore.
I have heard the rhythm of the carnies
Putting a price on my agony;
Families of hedgehogs in your cold hands.
We will have to invent a way out,
There is no rudder in the drift anymore.
You had a pulse to hook me
Enlisted in suicide armies.
I went into the forest and did not find the lookout.
We will have to invent a den,
I don't want rudder drifting.
Everyone who takes their measurements.
There is hope in the drift.
A way out will have to be invented.
May fate not take the measures for us.
There is hope in the drift.