'Transmission/Michaelion' Ibeyi, Meshell Ndegeocello 

Transmission, transmission, transmission
Transmission, transmission, transmission

There must be a way out
Memories that bind
Revenge and loss now
Is the best word we got
To open all the doors
Bang!
The love we should fire
Is mine and yours

Transmission
Lightin' the layers of the past at last
We sing and our tears dry (transmission)
Things in the clear sky (transmission)
Sing and our tears dry (transmission)

We sing and our tears dry (transmission)
Things in the clear sky (transmission)
Sing and our tears dry (transmission)

Sing!
Our arms are wide
We climb the walls
Dams on the beat of our hearts
One and all

Transmission
Lightin' the layers of the past at last
We sing and our tears dry (transmission)
Things in the clear sky (transmission)
Sing and our tears dry (transmission)

We sing and our tears dry (transmission)
Things in the clear sky (transmission)
Sing and our tears dry (transmission)

Pies, para que los quiero si tengo alas pa' volar
Después de todas las horas vividas
Sin mas deseo que seguir, hasta encontrarse, lentamente
Con enorme inquietud
Pero con la certeza de que todo lo rige la sección de oro
Hay un acomodo celular, hay movimiento
Hay luz, todos los centros son los mismos
La locura no existe
Somos los mismos que ya fuimos y seremos
Sin contar con el estúpido destino

I've been thinkin' lately
How seasons fall apart
Back to the start
Should I share how I feel
Or bury it inside?

Suddenly
Strange and quiet
Like underwater

Suddenly
Strange and quiet
Like underwater

Like underwater
Like underwater
Like underwater
Like underwater

Transmission, transmission
(I don't know what the water wanted)
Transmission, transmission
(I don't know what the water wanted)
(I don't know what the water wanted)

You take, I give
And as the seasons flow
I am growing old
Come to hear me
The meaning of it all
Vibrations I recall

Suddenly
Strange and quiet
Like underwater

Suddenly
Strange and quiet
Like underwater

Suddenly
Strange and quiet
Like underwater

Suddenly
Strange and quiet
Like underwater
Pies, para que los quiero si tengo alas pa' volar