| When the roots of the tree are as cold as can be
| Cuando las raíces del árbol están tan frías como pueden ser
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| When the wind and the sea are the moth and the bee
| Cuando el viento y el mar son la polilla y la abeja
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| When the rays of the sun lick your skin with its tongue,
| Cuando los rayos del sol lamen tu piel con su lengua,
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| And the grass with its green
| Y la hierba con su verde
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| And the grass with its green
| Y la hierba con su verde
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| And the shine with its sheen
| Y el brillo con su brillo
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| And the shine with its sheen
| Y el brillo con su brillo
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| And the trains with their tracks,
| Y los trenes con sus vías,
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| And the spines with their backs,
| y las espinas con sus espaldas,
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| And your sway with its slow
| Y tu balanceo con su lento
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| And the wind with its blow,
| y el viento con su soplo,
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| And your scream with its soul, I don’t play rock and roll!
| Y tu grito con su alma, ¡yo no toco rock and roll!
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| And the people with their lungs
| Y la gente con sus pulmones
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| And the people with their paws.
| Y la gente con sus patas.
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| If the sky were a stone made of lips made of bone,
| Si el cielo fuera una piedra hecha de labios hechos de hueso,
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| count my teeth to keep the time. | contar mis dientes para llevar el tiempo. |