Mucho por hacer

Sometimes I knew I was going to lose,
without knowing well, how or why;
sometimes I said I'm not going to do this,
and always did it, never unwillingly.

Sometimes I lied to you and other times I have been,
what I wouldn't have wanted to be;
but for all that I have seen, that's why I insist,
that I have lots to do.

Lots to do, remains, remains lots to do,
lots to do, remains, remains lots to do.