La Estrella Perdida
Carlos Cano
The Lost Star
When you feel like everything's gone,
that the star has lost its way,
that the mirror doesn't know you,
that your friend forgot your name,
and they tell you there's no reason
or beauty left to die for,
that time has passed,
that you're a stranger in your own land,
the ashes of a defeated world
cover the fields that won't return
and that dream will be a time one day:
the lost star, the impossible light
and another fire will burn inside...
Come on, the blue morning light paints the branches!
Little birds, take flight! Come on!
Open up, life is calling,
with wings sprouting that the sun won't melt!
You who seek another reality.
You who feel the inner strength,
imagine, dream of that place
where love can be possible.
Utopia will open the borders
that the world separates from the vastness,
where the strawberry will conquer darkness,
the song of a bluebird will bloom
and life will be more alive...
If this world is to change
I won't sit here and cry
because better times are coming,
because those who look back
end up like a statue of salt in the corners.