Halcón a Medias

From up high
Of a skyscraper
I observe the airplanes
I want to jump
I look down
I want to know if I can fly

And now I would travel
Through my mind, to the distance
Look, I have taken flight
I am on a cloud above your dreams

I'm half falcon
Without chains
Escaping from the world
That condemns us
That indifferently
Usually flies
Over the lights
Of the city
I seek a bit
Of freedom...

I return again
To the skyscrapers
With many hours of flight
I look down
It's what I see
People passing by with fear

And maybe it could be
My secret to survive
To sit on a skyscraper
And stay
There so that no one tries to capture me

I'm half falcon
I go without chains
I flee from the world
That condemns us
That indifferently
I usually fly
Over the clouds
Of the city

So my friend
Open your wings
And your soul will fly
Ooooh! Steal your happiness!
So my friend! Open your wings
That undoubtedly you will have!
Earn your freedom

I'm half falcon
I go without chains
I flee from the world
That condemns us
That indifferently
I usually fly
Over the lights
Of the city
I seek a bit
Of freedom...