Así Soy

The story began 29 years ago…
In the delivery room of a public hospital…
In the metropolitan area…
Another kid from the neighborhood…
With the dream of being great…
And the ambition to touch the sky…
It wasn't easy, the street is tough…
But the street's blows made me grow…
Here I am, turned into a man and…

This is me!!
A soldier tested on the street,
And I owe nothing to anyone…
This is me!!
If you think I'm lying,
My friend then jump in the boat…
This is me!!
The crazy girls with the gori,
Because they know I have the bionic juice…
This is me!!
Man, human being, father…
And now I'm a singer!!

Now May 21st, 1979,
6 in the evening…
It's raining outside,
A child is born,
And with the birth…
The mother adjusts her body…
Without discussion…
He will be named after his father…
Don Luigi and Doña Nilda living,
Have the honors…
In church he is learning…
Sing the chorus,
Christ is not your saint…
The 2 girls are born,
The family is growing…

1992 my father dies,
I become a man,
And the support for my mother,
The head of the house,
The one who will take care of the girls,
The one who has to set an example,
Even if his veins boil…
I'm 17 now,
And I'm tired of the ball…
I'm another young man…
With broken ranks and shattered hopes…
I feel lonely…
Living in an eternal night…
I don't leave the house anymore,
Without the gun in the car…
July '97,
The cops at home…
(Arrest warrant!!)
Hilda doesn't know what's happening…
I ask her please,
Not to break the windows,
That in the room sleeping…
Are my two sisters…

This is me!!
A soldier tested on the street,
And I owe nothing to anyone…
This is me!!
If you think I'm lying,
My friend then jump in the boat…
This is me!!
The crazy girls with the gori,
Because they know I have the bionic juice…
This is me!!
Man, human being, father…
And now I'm a singer!!

2000 I go out to the street
2001 God, don't let me fail,
The road is hard,
Don't let me faint…
And now that there's a testimony…
Detail by detail…
July of that same year,
My first child is born…
I don't understand,
What my old lady told me one day…
For you Franco I give my life…
For you I eat dirt…
Because that's how a father goes to the end of the war…

August 2005,
Christ returns and blesses me,
And directs me towards a path,
Where there are no gray days…
Where money and ambition,
Make the heart freeze…
Where fame changes your roots…
Perhaps for all the times my old lady prayed for me,
The light shone, the path opened…
And the gorilla came out!!

2007 the cowboys,
Explode the sausage…
And my photos in the hallways…
Like a museum exhibit.

2008 I'm already a full artist,
I appear on the charts…
And they follow my tracks…
Scandal in nightclubs,
Headlines in magazines…
And there are things I haven't told the journalists yet,
That I'm a man, I'm a father,
And I'm also a human being…
And if they need me…
I offer them both hands…
Christ taught me my son and my brother are coming…
And sometimes when I lose…
It's when I win the most!!

This is me!!
A soldier tested on the street,
And I owe nothing to anyone…
This is me!!
If you think I'm lying,
My friend then jump in the boat…
This is me!!
The crazy girls with the gori,
Because they know I have the bionic juice…
This is me!!
Man, human being, father…
And now I'm a singer!!
(heyyyyyyyyy!!)

Sometimes life is ironic…
Sometimes the human being has to walk on fire,
To find wisdom
And understand,
That sometimes the wrong path,
Teaches you to reach the good…
Who am I?
The world will know!!
Humbly I present myself to the universe…
As the machine!!, Franco