Todo marcha bien

I love making cucumbers like this, but I'm in a time when I also love making... cucumbers like this

Alright, things are like this, they're like this, it's Zenit, two zero zero five.

I'm in a happy time,
where everything's going well,
not only did I eat, have breakfast and dinner with partridge,
and found what I was looking for in the least expected person,
regained that 100% I longed for,
that 100% I always gave,
before the lack of inspiration plotted,
the ascension that led me to wake up saying [oh, yeah]
Everything's going well,
that lack of inspiration that distressed me every day,
and prevented me from smiling,
Why live without excitement?
it didn't let me go to sleep saying [oh, yeah]
Everything's going well.

Things have changed,
time has taken me to the side of the pleasant light that dazzled the end of the journey,
it's just a matter of not taking this lightly,
and like a false alarm, follow the straight path,
try to do it right,
put your soul into doing it perfectly,
both in the studio and live,
be one more future listener,
because only then will you enjoy building empires with songs,
with simple words like an architect of illusions,
with which I connect with a select sector,
of the audience, I detect it,
since the virus of love for the stage infected me,
doses of warmth from concert spectators I inject from time to time,
that's why I later return to you in the form of rap my affection,
and the effect is this flawless text that indeed went straight to the heart,
of everyone who listened,
I see them rapping my songs damn and I drool,
it's the dream I used to dream,
it's the feeling of perfection that months ago I left forgotten,
it's the motivation to cultivate this passion
that when rapping makes me feel like flying over the beat,
over which this kid,
stops having rivals,
to become someone special who is admired in venues,
Everything's going well,
the waters slowly return to their course,
and little by little this willow stops being a crybaby,
because everything starts to be in order within my mind,

I'm in a happy time,
where everything's going well,
not only did I eat, have breakfast and dinner with partridge,
and found what I was looking for in the least expected person,
regained that 100% I longed for,
that 100% I always gave,
before the lack of inspiration plotted,
the ascension that led me to wake up saying [oh, yeah]
Everything's going well,
that lack of inspiration that distressed me every day,
and prevented me from smiling,
Why live without excitement?
it didn't let me go to sleep saying [oh, yeah]
Everything's going well.