Yo SuEnO fLaMeNcO

He tells from his mouth that before the day breaks
He feels drawn to his big city
And he roams the streets
With his headphones on
Listening to the flamenco he needs to hear
And he says he's dying
Singing the soleá
And with his four phrases
That he can't stop singing
I dream flamenco
I sing differently
I carry it inside
Because that's how I was born
I sing flamenco
I sing differently
I carry it inside
Because I've lived it

So much has been written about my world, Esperanza, that
I have nothing left to say
I will teach you to take care of my feelings
So you can see what became of me
Oh but what became of that
Who talked to the sky
Oh but what became of that
Who laughed, who laughed, while crying
The one who felt different
The one who inspired his people
Meeting point of alleys and beats
And like an audience a rain
And like an impetus blood

I dream flamenco
I dream differently
I carry it inside
Because that's how I was born
I dream flamenco
I dream differently
I carry it inside
Because I've lived it.