El Wanabi
Fiel A La Vega
The Wanabi
It's been quite a few years since we don't play just to play
I traded the baseball glove for the cards of chance
And I spent my time waiting for adulthood
So they would let me go out alone to the street and cross to the city
And discover that new world of buildings to plaster
Where stars are seen in the movies and in the sky there's only gas
And so we put everything aside, family and friendship
Exchanging the ground of many years for a job that pays more
And working in restaurants, delivering whatever
Automated in a wait for a great opportunity
Hearing anecdotes from other people who were once like you
From table cleaners who were lucky and now live in Hollywood
Give me a moment to prove what I'm made of ha ha ha
I'm the one going uphill, I'm the one on the prowl ha ha ha
Maybe someday I'll understand what really matters
Maybe what matters in this life is something that has nothing to do
With the things I perceive, with everything I dreamed
But I need something, hey, I have to believe in something
Maybe my dream is worthless, maybe it's something I made up
Like a map, like a guide, like an excuse to promote
Dreaming has something of deceiving ourselves, of being someone else today than yesterday
Ungrateful for what we've been given because we care more to know
How everything would be on the other side if they listened to me just once
If they applauded that audacity they criticized the first time
I know it sounds egocentric, but I say it without malice
If none of this meant anything, there wouldn't be a Clemente, there wouldn't be a Juliá
Give me a moment to prove what I'm made of ha ha ha
I'm the one going uphill, I'm the one on the prowl ha ha ha
But I want us to understand each other, let no one doubt me
That I continue with my thing, and that's how it is, no matter what
Maybe it's not the same vigor, maybe it's not the same intensity
But I've already passed the halfway point and I don't plan on going back
With empty hands, with regrets, with an unfinished story
I don't want to leave conceding another victory to this city
Give me a moment to prove what I'm made of ha ha ha
I'm the one going uphill, I'm the one on the prowl ha ha ha