Presente - No Te Va Gustar

No entiendo, puede ser suerte

Tal vez no lo merezca el cantor

Constantes pruebas de amor

Inspira, siempre se siente

Enciende como un fuego interior

Que es el que quema el dolor

Y me aleja de la muerte

Miro el pasado y es solo desorden

Miro el futuro y no se si es verdad

Creo que entonces elijo el presente, que

I don't understand, it could be luck

Maybe the singer doesn't deserve it

constant tests of love

Inspire, always feel

Light up like an inner fire

What is the one that burns the pain

And he keeps me from death

I look at the past and it's just clutter

I look at the future and I don't know if it's true

I think then I choose the present, which