Você - La Vida Boheme

Avivaron el fuego

Y ya no puedo respirar

Tantos años ciego

Y ahora que estoy aquí me pregunto:

¿Te molesta si canto?

¿Te molesta si canto?

¿Te molesta si canto?

¿Te molesta si canto?

Dame de baja

Los narcos se alinean como astros en empresas y partidos

Código azul

¿Qué hacer?

Atrapado cual minero en San José

Años malos, años buenos

Sin guardián y sin centeno

Cul-de-sac, no hay salida

¿Es verdad o es verdad que es mentira?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

Avivaron el fuego

Ya no hay mar que me eche atrás

Tantos años ciego

Y ahora que estoy aquí me pregunto:

Si mi vida son las calles

Sean tranquilas o mortales

Con sus grietas y mundiales

¿será que mi calle soy?

Si mi vida son mis heridas

Sean dadas, recibidas o abiertas todavía

¿será que mis heridas soy?

Quimio, boda, graduación

Dictadura sin perdón

Hoyos negros, maestra vida, camino a la perdición

Noches frías y parcas, cálidas y anchas

Solas, unidas o solo unidos por la esperanza

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Que o que você vai fazer?

¿Qué es la vida?

Un frenesí

¿Qué es la vida?

Una ilusión

Una sombra, una ficción

Una sombra, una ficción

Y el mayor bien es pequeño

Que toda la vida es sueño

Toda la vida es sueño

Y los sueños, sueños son

They fanned the fire

And I can't breathe anymore

so many years blind

And now that I'm here I ask myself:

Do you mind if I sing?

Do you mind if I sing?

Do you mind if I sing?

Do you mind if I sing?

give me low

Drug traffickers line up like stars in companies and parties

Blue code

To do?

Trapped like a miner in San José

Bad years, good years

No guardian and no rye

Cul-de-sac, no way out

Is it true or is it true that it is a lie?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

They fanned the fire

There is no longer a sea that throws me back

so many years blind

And now that I'm here I ask myself:

If my life is the streets

Be calm or deadly

With its cracks and worlds

Could it be that I am my street?

If my life is my wounds

Whether given, received or still open

Could it be that I am my wounds?

Chemo, wedding, graduation

Dictatorship without forgiveness

Black holes, life teacher, road to perdition

Cold and sparing nights, warm and wide

Alone, united or just united by hope

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What or what are you going to do?

What is life?

a frenzy

What is life?

An illusion

A shadow, a fiction

A shadow, a fiction

And the greatest good is small

That all life is a dream

all life is a dream

And dreams, dreams are