Lineage | Linaje. Poema [Eng/Esp]

We are beings of words,
of tattoos and symbols,
that catch them,
we come from uncertainty,
from the bottom of the earth,
we were born from the restlessness of the gods,
from the embrace of the elements,
we are passengers of infinity,
carried by a small sun,
but miraculous that created life,
we emerge from the water,
immortality abandoned us,
between fleeting spasms,
we are the race of men,
who answered their own questions,
and when we do them we are left alone,
We burst in so that the universe could look at itself,
That's just what we were made for,
we ask the space for company,
and it still hasn't arrived,
we are the original snake
that speaks in the ear of the mystery,
We are a lineage that conspired,
to leave traces in eternity.

Somos seres de palabras,
de tatuajes y símbolos,
que las atrapan,
venimos de la incertidumbre,
desde el fondo de la tierra,
nacimos de la inquietud de los dioses,
del abrazo de los elementos,
somos pasajeros del infinito,
llevados por un sol pequeño,
pero milagroso que creó vida,
emergimos del agua,
la inmortalidad nos abandonó,
entre espasmos fugaces,
somos la estirpe de los hombres,
que respondieron sus propias preguntas,
y al hacerlos nos quedamos solos,
irrumpimos para que el universo se mirara,
solo para eso fuimos hechos,
le pedimos al espacio compañía,
y todavía no llega,
somos la serpiente original
que habla al oído del misterio,
somos linaje que se conjuró,
para dejar huellas en la eternidad.