La Vereda de la Puerta de Atrás Lyrics (English Translation)

(Verse 1 – Extended)
Forgive this haze, my only alibi,
A fragile thread that stops the final sigh.
Exiled to watch the light caress your skin,
A silent guest who’s never let within.

And if my life were steps, a spiraled climb,
I’ve wasted every moment, every chime,
Convinced that somewhere past the final rail,
I’d find you waiting, turning legend frail.

(Chorus)
So I abandon the path to the back door,
The one I watched you claim forevermore.
You were the can that made the green grass rise,
Now just a barren stretch of searing skies…

(Verse 2 – Extended)
Her guard is just a garden, petal-deep,
While my battalion has no flag to keep—
Just one heart, sentenced to the thistle’s keep,
Sowing soft cotton promises to sleep.

And if a traitor’s death should come my way,
Before my all is given, come what may,
And I am laid inside a timber cave,
Bury me with defiance, bold and brave—
Let one last seed for some bold mouse be laid.

(Pre-Chorus)
While strangers die inside the glassy screen,
I crave a melody that’s ever-green,
That doesn’t trade in trivial, hollow art,
But says you cannot overflow the heart,
And starts its tune with “Yes,” a hopeful part,
Not with the bitter closing of “Depart.”

(Chorus)
So I abandon the path to the back door,
The one I watched you claim forevermore.
You were the can that made the green grass rise,
Now just a barren stretch of searing skies…

(Instrumental Bridge)

(Outro)
You say sometimes my voice is just a sound,
A meaning lost before it’s fully found.
How can you ask me to reside so deep,
To roots and secrets that you alone keep,
When from my grasp, a flower takes a leap
And marks the path that I am meant to reap?

You say sometimes my words are just a haze,
A tangled vine you cannot quite appraise.
How can I know the sense of what I say,
When blooms take flight and freely choose their way,
And I just follow, glad to go astray,
And let their wandering define my day?

(Instrumental Outro)