Cuesta Aaariba, Cuesta Abajo
Natalia Oreiro
Up the Hill, Down the Hill
It's tough to walk down the path
colorful street art
it's hard with disillusion.
So many headfirst dives
like a diving board with no limits
the sadness stuck around.
By the river that was silver
for all that we’re missing
it’s a struggle with desperation.
Hope is a struggle
and no one lends a hand.
It’s hard to see for sure
amidst all this hot air.
Look at him, so few nerves
spreading and sharing
the lie just stuck around.
Up the hill, down the hill
it’s hard to believe things can change.
It’s hard to see a pond in the sea
Owow wow wow
Here comes the rain
Let’s see what happens.
Here comes the rain just fine.
Owow wow wow and let’s see what happens.
Let’s see what happens.
Here comes the rain just fine.
It’s tough, it’s tough, going uphill
walking down the avenue
it’s an endless will.
May the moon reappear
that amidst all the rewards
in this strong wind.