Tell me, my God, why I deny
because I can't be happy,
if it bothers me to look at you! above,
because you gave me a low place..
Because I was from below they despised me,
and trampled on my dignity,
better a year of fat cows,
let it be a dog anywhere...
Love and money,
are never achieved without risks,
if in playing I have lost,
and I want to scratch ar the sky
and I'm going to achieve it,
because in the battle I'm dying,
my god give me your hand
if you want to see me return..
Those mountains as steel blue,
they bring back memories of a great place,
even the winds have reproached me
because I have not returned to my land again,
my hands are empty,
and so I don't plan to ever come back,
I had a dream that I haven't achieved
if I don't achieve it I won't come back again..
Love and money,
they are never achieved without risks,
if in playing I have lost,
and I want to scratch the sky
and I am going to achieve it,
well the battle I'm dying,
My God, give me your hand
if you want to see me return..