Mi Vida

Ay... I resist having a cell phone,
like a dog that doesn’t want its collar,
maybe I just don’t want to be found in this world.
And controlling others hasn’t done us any good,
that’s how we learned to love,
what a shame I don’t have Guarani blood.

I’m from here....

Behind a goal lies a curse,
following the path of dissatisfaction,
accidentally I have a Western mind.
And I don’t know what I’m doing here,
with so many offers for me,
I just want to find you and have you forgive me.

In my life, you’re hurt, you look pained from lack of love.
My life, you’re lost, if you’re still alive, wherever you are, I’m there.

And... I can’t take any more pain,
nor more vitamins for so much evasion,
I’ve got my ears plugged up with a big stopper.
So that all this confusion doesn’t get in,
false information so I don’t know who I am,
nor where I come from, nor where I’m going.
I’m too old for sacrifice now,
too old to go crazy for a few more years,
to be better, I lack the calling,
I’m missing conviction, or maybe just disillusion.

My life, you’re hurt....
...wherever you are, I’m there, wherever you go, I’ll go, wherever you are, I’m there.