Cómo se achica la vida

How life shrinks
when you're walking alone and lost,
but it expands and blooms
just with a friend.
How life shrinks
when life belongs to no one,
you bury yourself inside
all alone with your sorrows.

I've always walked and I still do,
holding my head high,
and even though I know how to be quiet
I never bend my song,
I’ll keep it going until dawn
and at daybreak, I raise my voice.
They say it’s better to stay quiet
than to feel embarrassed,
how do I silence
this scream of my conscience?
I’d rather dance before my sweet
partner dances with someone else,
it hurts my song because
not everyone can wear the boot of the stallion.