Deséame Suerte

The carousel goes out after another carnival
The paper cones dirty the floor
The carousel goes out, it leaves the city

And what comes next? I don't know where to go back
The dawn left me at my own feet
No peak to climb, no note on the pages

I am what you see, I am a clue
I don't recognize my own ID
I am what you see, just the beginning
I look for the reins of a new steed

It has been magical
It has been magical
To have arrived here without a single talisman
Lost the fork, I have the bite

I am what you see, I am a clue
I don't recognize my own ID
I am what you see, just the beginning
I look for the reins of a new steed

We all need someone to cover us
Sometimes an applause, sometimes a judge
We all need light in the darkness
And an honest villain to believe in

The carousel goes out
The carousel goes out
Wish me luck

I am what you see, just the beginning
I keep in my sleeve the ace I found
Days of honey, afternoons that light up
I have the reins of a new steed
Of a new steed
Of a new steed
Of a new steed