Mirás Al Cielo

How many dreams fail
Without waking up...
How many voices were silenced
Without being able to speak...
How much glory we wanted to achieve
Victory never seems to come...

And those nights when you feel alone
And can't take it anymore,
Gathering sadness you look at the sky without asking...
How many trinkets dance
Without knowing how to dream,
How many fools run without knowing how to walk...
There's an excess of talk
And they talk just to talk
You smoke a cigarette and they start to comment...

And those nights when you feel alone
And can't take it anymore,
Gathering sadness you look at the sky without asking...
Just by hearing your voice
I manage to get up again
How many rock and rolls, how many more nights
How many live shows are waiting for me...

And those nights when you feel alone
And can't take it anymore,
Gathering sadness you look at the sky without asking...
Just by hearing your voice
I manage to get up again
How many rock and rolls, how many more nights
How many live shows are waiting for me...