Cuatro Estrellas

I've always been myself
In the flight of my life
Who plotted my route, my path, my way

I worked my luck
With delirium day by day
I stumbled a thousand times and learned to fly

I imitated the effort
The constancy of the waves
That wear down the rocks
Being water, nothing more

I preferred glory
To a meaningless life
But the road to get there
Is not paved with roses

But that doesn't matter
They peeked into my cradle
In case there was trash
Easy to air out

And they found behind my door
The loves that embrace me
Four stars, my memories, my songs
Where I shout all my truth

I worked my luck
With delirium day by day
I stumbled a thousand times, and learned to fly

I imitated the effort
The constancy of the waves
That wear down the rocks
Being water, nothing more

I preferred glory
To a meaningless life
Although the road to get there
Is not paved with roses

But that doesn't matter
They peeked into my cradle
In case there was trash
Easy to air out
And they found behind my door
The loves that embrace me
Four stars, my memories, my songs
Where I shout my truth

But that doesn't matter
They peeked into my cradle
In case there was trash
Easy to air out
And they found behind my door
The loves that embrace me
Four stars, my memories, my songs
Where I shout all my truth