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If you ask me what I do in this life, my friend
The only thing I can tell you is that I don't even know
We live in too austere times
We are city animals

Yet you know that every night before I go to sleep
I, who inherited everything from my grandmother, say a prayer to God
It may seem like a ritual to you, but it gives me serenity

With the certainty that there is
A reality that goes beyond my understanding
You can call it magic
But for me, it's now called the universe

I clench my fists and still laugh that life is only this one
If another life comes one day
I have already promised myself not to live it in the city, so

I take the good of each day
What good does it do a man
To wake up and say that today won't go well
The prediction of a truth is too presumptuous

If you ask me what I do in this life, my friend
The only thing I can tell you is that I don't even know
We live in too austere times in these stupid cities

But I have the certainty that there is
A reality that goes beyond my understanding
You can call it utopia
But for me, it's just the universe

I clench my fists and still laugh
That life is only this one
If another life comes one day
I have already promised myself not to live it in the city

I take the good of each day
What good does it do a man
To wake up and say that today won't go well
The prediction of a truth is too presumptuous

Of a truth
Of a truth
Of a truth