We are air
With quiet surrounding ourselves
We don't even think about us
We don't consider ourselves as beings
Believing our eyes are open, we confirm
There is nothing over there, we must grab some air
Air is not there
We are air
Air is not there
There is nothing over here
But when we move, we realize we were never really alone
We can't feel us push us as if we were trying to push ourselves
Air in motion can't be stopped, but it is
Easily oriented in any direction
(Refrão)
We try to see each other, but we are entirely see-through
Need to breed a different one, who is just like me
'Cause I'm the one who deserves to live, but I can't say
Maybe you, maybe you do too, until I see you
(Refrão)