No Se Dice Suerte

You will learn to carry your life in a suitcase
And when the pain tightens, you cry before singing
The path as you walk, the profession inside
Your body will be a song, your future will be uncertain
Leaving your heart bleeding at each port

You will learn to wait, to repeat without getting tired
15% art, the rest sweat
Your home is far away now, another crack appears in the skin
Another gray hair on the paper, another distant memory
In your wallet, her photo, I write to you from the hotel

To love and hate the sound of this sentence
It's worth it when the curtain rises
You will dodge death but remember
Luck is not said, good luck!
Laralaralai

You will learn to live alone surrounded by people
Singing what you feel, you will forget to feel
It's time to leave again, but I will be back soon
Head held high, proud of what I have been
Because a musician I was born and a musician I will die

To love and hate the sound of this sentence
It's worth it when the curtain rises
You will dodge death but remember
Luck is not said, good luck!
To love and hate the sound of this sentence
It's worth it when the curtain rises
You will dodge death but remember
Luck is not said, good luck!
Laralaralai