Todo es ponerse

Why is it so painful
to keep telling the truth.
The word shoots out and
hurts a lot to everyone.

Why do we have to think so much,
why don't we feel more,
why isn't life free
if we're here to enjoy.

Why does melancholy
betray us endlessly,
why does autumn hurt and
drive me crazy.

So many words are false
that they end up wearing out,
lost time finding
something that wasn't sought.

Guess, riddle
if you can guess
something that is not lost
and is hard to find.

Guess, riddle
if you can guess
something green
that makes us move forward.

So many unfinished dreams
so many stories unfinished
so many faces, so many hanging
that I can't remember.

So much memorized forgetfulness,
so many letters unsorted,
so many letters never sent
that I've forgotten where they go.

Little bird come to my side
tell me how the singing was
the hope of the exiled
of life in general.

Little bird, give me your hug
take me to that place
a green, green meadow
and a moon over the sea.

It's all about getting started, it's all about getting started:
summary of a life: it's all about getting started.

The color of life, blood warming up,
heart bursting and I'm going to tell you
that starting over can give you
a new way of how to get started,
get started, get started, it's all about getting started.

Enjoying, fighting, bursting
Freedom. Living in abundance, living with flow.
With all the rush, spring
has burst in the city.

It's all about getting started, it's all about getting started:
summary of a life: it's all about getting started