Muere Con La Sonrisa

Don't write summer on the skin of my hand
Come in, dream and escape free
I will never be first, I am a foreign wind
Who also passes by and dreams freely
Because your dreams will give you what life doesn't give you

Fall from the sky like January rain
Bring people to life and feel
Even if you don't see it, give him ideas
May new dreams always sprout
Because your dreams will give you what life doesn't give you

Don't lock your future in the grey of the walls
Paint yourself like a dove and fly
Aim your wounds towards a new life
Open your chest, bleed and dream
Because your dreams will give you what life doesn't give you

In the last hour when people cry
He dreams, raves and dies
Die with the smile of someone who dies quickly
He dies to defend his dreams
Die with the smile of someone who dies quickly
For always defending his dreams