Golpe Certeros

In this sea of uncertainty
I seek the light that guides me
That shows me the path I must follow
Because suffering has become a habit for me

And they are precise blows
That even if you are made of steel hurt more
When you least expect it, it hits you
In this path, the heart is not the first to heal
Life is not as you think
Not as you imagine

Thousands of things, dreams, desires
That are thwarted no matter how much I fight
That want to affect what I believe
Everything will be fine, but that's not what I see
We say we are strong but we are the opposite
When we receive life's blows daily
We reap what we sow on this path
But sometimes things happen by chance

We have to understand that even in our situation
We may not see, that even if things are tough forever
It never lasts and if the night is very dark, dawn is near
We have to understand that wanting is not always being able
That crying doesn't solve anything, that's not how life works
Get up stronger if you fall again
And if my hope is in the afterlife
But in the meantime, I have to face the onslaught of reality

And they are precise blows
That even if you are made of steel hurt more
When you least expect it, it hits you
In this path, the heart is not the first to heal
Life is not as you think
Not as you imagine

A maze without a way out are the thoughts
That say you have to escape
It's not living if you live in fear of being hurt again
Sometimes one of pain explodes, the one who stays silent suffers more
It's hard for me to trust those who never fail

And they are precise blows
That even if you are made of steel hurt more
When you least expect it, it hits you
In this path, the heart is not the first to heal
Life is not as you think
Not as you imagine