Nicolás Jaar ≈ Cenizas { Full Album }

1.
[they say:]

savior come down savior come down savior come down savior come down savior come down

2.
[they hum…]

3.

En las cenizas
Vamos a armar
No saber nada
Es mejor

Ya no cabe nada
Pero estamos juntos
Sin noticias
Del otro mundo

Y cada día
Nuestro mundo
Se achica
O se derrumba

Y lo único que
Me han dicho sobre el tema
Es que es el sentido común de una flecha

Y lo único que
Me han dicho
Es que es el sentido común de una flecha

Y porque no responde
El sentido común
No puedo utilizar su lenguaje

Su lenguaje

(TRANSLATION)= =

In the ashes,
we will form
knowing nothing now is better

there’s no space for anything
but we are together
without news of another world

and everyday,
our world,
shrinks
or crumbles.

and the only thing they have said about any of this:
is that it’s ‘the common sense of an arrow’.

the only thing they have said about any of this:
is that it’s ‘the common sense of an arrow’.

but why doesn’t common sense respond?
I can no longer use its language.

4. [instrumental]

5. [instrumental]

6. mud

come in,
don’t leave.

grown man:
can’t see.

figures out
he can’t be
sunken with the crown

old man
i can’t see
you’re in the way
i can’t see me,

we must confess:

illusions number time

…

a drunk man’s on the lead
skies and all bleed
and no one can hear
the cry from the ground

it’s something to dig

there’s something in the mud
there’s something in the mud
there’s something in the mud

7. [instrumental]

8. sunder

Vapor’s forming,

And now I see right behind my eyes.

If the old you could tell me
if the old you could tell me:

a win is a win
but a loss is the death of a twin and we borrow

And we borrow.

Forming vapors,

behind my eyes,

And now I see right behind my eyes.

In the words of a prophet
Sunder,
In the shape of the first and last
Sunder,
In the springs of the church of sin
Sunder,
In the blood of the hands that last,
Sunder,

Does a lock seek erosion?
Does a loss seek revenge of sin?

Right behind my eye,

We borrowed from the page of saint maurice
Named the mountain an egyptian saint
Drank the water from the church of springs
Does a loss seek revenge of sin?

Right behind my eye,

Is there blood in the court?
Is there blood in the ceiling?
do we need to be still?
Do we need your dominion?

Is there blood in the court?
Is there blood in the ceiling?
do we need to be still?
do we need to be still?

Is there blood in the court?
Is there blood in the ceiling?
do we need to be still?
Do we need your dominion?

9. hello, chain

won’t you change, nature?
along me?
carry on your chain,
hell of chain.

we will now wait,
patience is our virtue,
NOW JUST WAIT.

10. [instrumental]

11. [instrumental]

12.

[I hum]

13.

carried by a force until a certain peak
there, all you could see,
is swayed by the wind
like the locks in your hair
coloring your eyes
that look nowhere

like a faith made of silk

look around not ahead

a peak is just the way towards
a descent

look around not ahead

(you have nowhere to look)

look around not ahead

a peak is just the way towards
a descent

the forces on the hill
manifested by what you perceive as wind

look around not ahead.