Mañana by Bajo

Dreams are made like this
green hills, flowers and trees
Time, will fly in peace
Life, is made of simple things

One day will be Manana na, Manana na na na na,
Manana na na na na, Manana na na na na

Get rid of that seed, that makes our bellies so deep
consuming more than our needs,
We are running out of places to sleep

Meet me in the breeze
Can you hear the voice of the sea?
Whispering gently to the wind
“Priorities are part of our dreams!”

One day will be Manana na, Manana na na na na,
Manana na na na na, Manana na na na na

Mankind wants to grow,
but we are covered by snow
The reality has been sold, for the profit of some lords
Take a step back on the ground, watch the empire fall down.
The choice is to break these patterns and rebuild them
We play in a different space and troubles will not change us
One day will be Manana na, Manana na na na na,
Manana na na na na, Manana na na na na

Get rid of that seed, that makes our bellies so deep
consuming more than our needs,
we are running out place to sleep

Meet me in the breeze
Can you hear the voice of the sea?
Whispering gently to the wind
“Priorities are part of our dreams!”

• Acoustic
• Electronic
• Folk
• alternative pop
• ecology
• environement
• folk pop
• human rights
• indie folk
• nature
• pop
• pop folk
• sicily
• singer-songwriter
• Brussels