Me Juego El Corazón?

You haven't put down roots yet
And now you're off to look for the Sun
The bump can be strong
Of wanting to sing a blues
And not knowing what a flat is
With golden wings, no no
Can't fly

Running from the darkest part
The sabotager in me
It's not blowing and making bottles
But I don't want that coward
That says everything yes
Insomnia is suffered by someone who is not sleeping, no!
With the champion that lives within

And noise may be easier than nuts
Thirty candles for pride and rat poison for humility
It may be easier to distrust a je t'aime
In order not to have to face the carpe diem challenge

If to recover what was recovered
I should have lost what was lost first
If to achieve what has been achieved
I had to endure what I endured
If to be in love now
It was necessary to have been wounded
I consider what I have suffered well
I consider what has been cried to be well cried
Because after all I have verified
That one does not enjoy well what one has enjoyed
But after having suffered it
Because after all I have understood
What the tree has of flowers
He lives off what he has buried

How many caresses do you receive a day?
For shitting more than usual
Imitation is the worst suicide
Considering that dying
We are going to die anyway
Dying while alive is so absurd, man, isn't it!
How to alter the natural

Like the bee stings and dies
Obeying nature
My insides go out in every song
And I don't believe in that tale of destiny
What is bad and what is good
I am a good man and I am already risking my heart