Uno mismo

Because I've walked the paths and I know the folly,
I found out that everything happens for a reason.
Sometimes we blind ourselves, it's because we didn't want to see
and the reason for making mistakes is almost always to learn.
Like crazy we turn in the wheel of life,
without even realizing that oneself is the one who spins it.

Oneself gets tangled, and oneself gets organized.
Oneself sinks, oneself rises.
Oneself locks oneself up and cuts its own wings, oneself gets sick
and oneself heals.
Oneself hates oneself, oneself loves oneself.

Only very occasionally do we discover the truth,
each time it's harder to take off a mask.
We become puppets in the hands of destiny,
out of fear of facing ourselves, we prefer to be dolls.

Oneself drifts away, oneself returns.
Oneself gets lost, oneself finds oneself.
Oneself is its own fate and beyond death.
Oneself is the mist, oneself is the flame.
Oneself ignites or oneself extinguishes.

Chorus:
Oneself gets lost, oneself returns.
Life offers us all to choose between two paths.

Oneself gets lost, oneself returns.
You decide if you choose the bad, you decide if you choose the good.

Oneself gets lost, oneself returns.
We are like the flame, oneself ignites, oneself extinguishes.

Oneself gets lost, oneself returns.
When we blind ourselves, it's because we didn't want to see.

Oneself gets lost, oneself returns.
And the reason for making mistakes is almost always to learn.

Oneself gets lost, oneself returns.
We are responsible for our own happiness that oneself begins.

Oneself gets lost, oneself returns.
After walking those paths, oneself hates oneself, oneself loves oneself