Tilin Tilin (Argentina)

Please, Mrs. Life
Tell me where to go
Without my dreams there is no way out
Everything the same, in gray color
Tilin, tilin

The blues, greens, and reds
The little elves and whims
They escaped without me realizing
Whoever has them should return them
Don't lose them
Hold on to them
Because without them
Tilin, tilin
No one else dreams

Tilin, tilin, tilin, tilin
I'm crying
Tilin, tilin, tilin, tilin
I lost it
Tilin, tilin, tilin, tilin
I can't find it anymore
Tilin, tilin, tilin, tilin
How sad I am

With a handful of my dreams
Even if I'm poor, I'm the richest
Maybe if I grow up I'll find them again
Maybe if I grow up I'll become wise
And with the magic of hope
I'll have the key tilin, tilin
And they reach me

Tilin, tilin, tilin, tilin
I'm laughing
Tilin, tilin, tilin, tilin
I found it
Tilin, tilin, Tilin, tilin
Don't search so much
Tilin, tilin, Tilin, tilin
I found it in me
Tilin, tilin
In me
I found it