And your bird can sing.

No me saques una sonrisa,

dámela.

Or play the game existence to the end

Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream.

It is not dying, it is not dying.

Lay down al thoughts, surrender to the void.

It is shining, it is shining.

When ignorance and hate may mourn the dead.

It is believing, it is believing.

But listen to the colour of your dreams.

It is not living, it is not living.