El Día Más Feliz

I would like to see you again as the happiest day I have ever lived
Much better if that moment is with me
Time runs like water through a river
There are few times when I smile

And if the Moon could see how I look at it through the window
I would even change the weekends
I always want to, but the street calls me
What heals me is getting further and further away

And if you're not present, it's like I'm still in the past
My soul is on the other side of the fence
I should be happy for everything I have already achieved
Desire has me hypnotized

We never had anything, that's why I won't give up
My body is whole although my heart is in pieces
The floor is wet because the glass has overflowed
I look for you in my dreams just in case

I see the sun now, but without the warmth of the day
The lyrics came out by themselves when I made this melody
I'll look for you in my gallery
You may have everything, but what you wanted most is always missing

I got used to fucking myself
To write what happens to me and make it rhyme with the tone
My emotions are suffering from neglect
For forgetting everything every time I roll up

One day I would like to get married and have a wife
And may no person be treacherous to me
One day mom taught me very valuable things'
And I will teach Jamaica the same

Grateful to everyone who gives me a hand
Today we are like this, maybe tomorrow we won't be here
I want to be young, an old man once said
And I thought about all the things we didn't enjoy

Having the courage to steal that is not being real
He is the one who is there in good and bad times, supporting it equally
I remain firm, from below, I go to the end
Although curses always want to see me in bad shape

I fight it as if it were the last fight
Looking at a giant city up on the rooftop
Looking forward to meeting you where people walk
And say "thank you for everything" in whatever way

My family, my friends and your hugs
They are the ones that fill me when I feel scarce
If I make an autograph and the stroke runs out of ink
Take good care of it because in life we are passing through

And I'm going to do what's necessary so that everything is okay
So that my humble uncle feels like he is a millionaire too
Dreaming about Ferrari until you see the sunrise
Feet on the ground, always for more pleasure

And my friends who are in heaven
Wait for me with a joint and a pitcher of ice
I long for it here every day
And I'm looking forward to telling you what I never dared to tell you

This is my most sincere topic
It doesn't matter the fame, nor the account I have with 7 zeros
Not even the cats that for a moment take them to the hotel
Neither drugs nor guns with full magazines

Because I don't think I'm better than anyone else
From General Rodriguez, Province of Buenos Aires
From a cool neighborhood where respect is worth it
Where the wachines make the mother deny

Until they grow up
Some are black ants and others are just fish
There are many good people who are not what they seem
And another one going to prison for stupidity

A bit of the bad, like everywhere
People who regret having studied because they have not yet been given the opportunity
And his pockets are empty
Another one earning well and enjoying a barbecue

It's like that, you know what, yes, I'm young, but I lived it
I would like to rescue the angel that I lost with vices
I got tired and got up and when I fell they offered me hell
I bought it, but I also sold it

To ride in a limousine with my grandmother Nelly
To buy new shoes for my godson Bauti
To one day have a house in the country like Luis
For good advice I have Lourdes and Maxi

I don't believe in anyone because I only believe in myself
I trust even the person who speaks badly about me
I got tired of the fakes, the champeta and the vi
About the idiots, the fakes and what they say about me, eh

I would like to walk down the street accompanied
Somewhere far away, relaxed, listening intoxicated
Almost without thinking, they know me everywhere
Thankful to Tamara for the daughter she gave me

And a couple of brothers who gave me life
A handshake for Julito, for Marco and for Elías
For Matías the Trolo, for Fat Jona
For Tomi and those who are still missing

Greetings to Ivana and another to Cecilia
Another one for Yesi, for Celia and for Aldana, my neighbor
Mafia codes and family respect
A hug to everyone from the Mafilia