Camino (Destino de Pluma Y Mano)

You never be a smooth path
that denies life
since the destiny of feather and hand
will make you esteemed
more than of beam and cement
more than of sun and wind
because the lament if it has weight
in the hands of those who walk straight

and I am like God who never prays
I am like the devil who never cries
and I am like the oak
that although it needs water
never begs for it
and never begs for it.

Clean the shit
at first never say
that mixing in this world of the absurd
I know, it's not easy
but well, if I have no more ways out
than to dig my own grave
and even in the unknown
not stop giving a hard time
and writing a hundred meaningless words
for those who remain crazy even if you are not with me
I keep being as I am...

I am like God who never prays
I am like the devil who never cries
and I am like the oak
that although it needs water
never begs for it
and never begs for it. (repeat)