Inefable. Imposible de explicar con palabras. Así es la experiencia de Dios. Que nos lleva a movernos, a descubrir nuestra vida de otra manera, a ensanchar nuestra capacidad de amar y a sentirnos libres. Capaces de aceptar nuestra fragilidad y sentirnos plenos al mismo tiempo. Intentamos llamarlo de muchas formas, pero sabemos que nunca lo podremos atrapar. Música, fuego, abrazo, palabra, baile, libertad…En este caso: electricidad.
Elton John (Peachtree Road)
I can’t really explain it
I haven’t got the words
It’s a feeling that you can’t control
I suppose its like forgetting
Losing who you are
And at the same time
Something makes you whole
Its like that there’s a music
Playing in your ear
And I’m listening, and I’m listening
And then I disappear
And then I feel a change
Like a fire deep inside
Something bursting me wide open
Impossible to hide
And suddenly I’m flying
Flying like a bird
Like electricity
Electricity
Sparks inside of me
And I’m free, I’m free
It’s a bit like being angry
It’s a bit like being scared
Confused and all mixed up
And mad as hell
It’s like when you’ve been crying
And you’re empty, and you’re full
I don’t know what it is
It’s hard to tell
Its like that there’s some music
Playing in your ear
But the music
Is impossible
Impossible to hear
But then I feel it move me
Like a burning deep inside
Something bursting me wide open
Impossible to hide
Then suddenly I’m flying
Flying like a bird
Like electricity
Electricity
Sparks inside of me
And I’m free, I’m free
Electricity
Sparks inside of me
And I’m free, I’m free
Oh oh whoa
I’m free
