Voy Tranqueando Mi Mundo

I'm locking my world,
without more riches,
I'm locking my world,
without more riches,
than the belt's buckle,
so it tightens,
than the belt's buckle,
so it tightens.

God willing it won't break,
blessed be,
the rags it holds,
are not from outside,
the belt's buckle is in the gut.

Every night that passes a star falls,
maybe because up there they have too many,
who could get closer, just to see it.

Just to see it, oh,
darn!, who could do it,
just the desire I have,
better... better they left.
What do I gain with desires that are not mine?

Every day that comes,
reminds me more,
that the path walked,
has no return,
just like when the sky,
drops a star.

I'm locking my world,
without more riches,
I'm locking my world,
without more riches,
than the belt's buckle,
so it tightens,