We are travellers
and I'm gonna have to go back to the townspeople,
newcomers,
we build history.
We explore the land,
we go through what we've never seen before.
We adapt.
We observe the environment,
thousands of faces look at you the same.
Everyone struggles to survive,
to move forward.
The world opens up to you,
the trip is today,
silence remains.
Destiny.
Somos viajeros
pueblerinos,
recién llegados,
construimos historia.
Exploramos el terrenos,
recorremos lo nunca antes visto.
Nos adaptamos.
Observamos el entorno,
miles de rostros te observan igual.
Todos luchan por sobrevivir,
por avanzar.
El mundo se abre ante ti,
el viaje es hoy,
el silencio queda.
Destino.
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