Esto Va Para Atrás

I don't expect you to think like me
And I don't want to convince you either
But one day I had to explode
And tell them that this goes backwards

Many of you didn't ask to be born
In this world that is cold and cruel
If it were up to me, I would make them go back
And wait 1000 years to be born

We can't go back to our mothers
They will say, 'Son, what can I do?'
Now I remember that this world
Also hurt them and they didn't ask to be born

We all are born and we all die
And no one knows why and for what
The years take care of that mystery
And I take care of being able to live

If we have to be born and live and die
Why the wars, the hunger, and the suffering
There is nothing more important
Of that I am convinced

That those who are born, live in a happy world
That those who are born, live in a happy world