Some go through the path of the dream, and others dream of returning to the past
In life I go ahead walking step by step
Some blame the neighbor for everything, and others They cry for a disappointment
I mature like wine with the passing of the years
They see in wealth their motive and their reason
I prefer certainty that my heart gives me
They sell the soul whoever offers a little more
I stay with the calm of those who seek their truth
Some plow in fields stone and others fill their plow with stone
I go after the good land to take care of what I have sown
Some go betraying destiny and others lose what they have found
I respect what is loved and They know how to love what is loved
They see in wealth

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