Una Casa Con Diez Pinos

A house with ten pine trees
Towards the south there is a place
Right now I'm going there, because I can't take it anymore
Living in the city
Among smoke and loneliness
Nothing else to breathe
Never again, never again

In the city
A garden and my friends
Cannot be compared
With the infernal noise
Of this war of ambition
To succeed and achieve
Prestige in the city

Money is all
No time to look
A garden under the sun
Before dying
No questions to ask
Just a simple reflection
You can only choose

To rust or resist
To win or draw
I prefer to smile
Walk within myself
Smoke or draw
Why complicate, complicate