Gracias a la vida - Shakira, Michael Bublé, Juanes

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto

Me dio dos luceros que cuando los abro

Perfecto distingo lo negro del blanco

Y en el alto cielo su fondo estrellado

Y en las multitudes el hombre que yo amo

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto

Me ha dado el oído que en todo su ancho

Graba noche y día grillos y canarios

Martirios, turbinas, ladridos, chubascos

Y la voz tan tierna de mi bien amado

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto

Me ha dado el sonido y el abecedario

Con él, las palabras que pienso y declaro

Madre, amigo, hermano

Y luz alumbrando la ruta del alma del que estoy amando

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto

Me ha dado la marcha de mis pies cansados

Con ellos anduve ciudades y charcos

Playas y desiertos, montañas y llanos

Y la casa tuya, tu calle y tu patio

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto

Me dio el corazón que agita su marco

Cuando miro el fruto del cerebro humano

Cuando miro el bueno tan lejos del malo

Cuando miro el fondo de tus ojos claros

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto

Me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto

Así yo distingo dicha de quebranto

Los dos materiales que forman mi canto

Y el canto de ustedes que es el mismo canto

Y el canto de todos que es mi propio canto

Gracias a la vida, gracias a la vida

Thanks to life, which has given me so much

He gave me two stars that when I open them

Perfect I distinguish black from white

And in the high sky its starry background

And in the crowds the man that I love

Thanks to life, which has given me so much

He has given me the ear that in all its width

Record night and day crickets and canaries

Martyrdoms, turbines, barks, showers

And the tender voice of my beloved

Thanks to life, which has given me so much

It has given me the sound and the alphabet

With him, the words I think and declare

mother, friend, brother

And light illuminating the path of the soul of the one I'm loving

Thanks to life, which has given me so much

He has given me the march of my weary feet

With them I walked cities and puddles

Beaches and deserts, mountains and plains

And your house, your street and your patio

Thanks to life, which has given me so much

He gave me the heart that shakes its frame

When I look at the fruit of the human brain

When I look at the good so far from the bad

When I look at the bottom of your clear eyes

Thanks to life, which has given me so much

He has given me laughter and he has given me tears

This is how I distinguish happiness from brokenness

The two materials that make up my song

And your song, which is the same song

And everyone's song that is my own song

Thanks to life, thanks to life