El secreto de las tortugas [English translation]

I unintentionally lost

The papers you gave me two days ago

Where the recommendations we wrote down

So that everything would be fine were

And now we are in our way to the frontier

Enjoying life little by little

So now I have to find you

And see you so that you can tell me again[1]

And I need a bit of help

A word that will be able to convince me

And when you talk to me, the mountain becomes smaller

And it doesn’t move all the time

We crossed the frontier

Enjoying the full moon sip by little sip

How can I not get soaked

When it never stops raining in here?

It doesn't stop raining here

And if we keep going according to the established plan

We will get tired in no time after we start

We probably won’t find the path

But we will be more than eager to fly

How easy is to get lost while holding hands

Oh gosh, hold on tight!

Because the emptiness of that glass won’t refill

If you don’t want it to

And it happens when we are on our way to the frontier

Poor thing, life is exhausted

But how can I not tire it out

When I never stop running?

I don’t stop running

Let’s improvise a conclusive story line

One that we can’t help but forget

One that will attract all the stars to our path

So that we will always be willing to dream

And it sounds good

It seems like we are finally convinced that

All we have to do is lose speed

We have not been separated since a while ago

There was something we didn’t need when we began to fly, when we began to fly

And we have survived

Even though I’m not sure to what

And we were so lost

That we couldn’t see

The joy that takes fears away

The good times, the sun during January

To see each sun rise with you

While thinking "Dum dee dum dee dum"

Count to 3

I will go first

Because in that way the effect of the shot

Will be more likely to hit the target

And after that you can follow me, slowing down

Looking how the turtle hypnotizes you

And no one will build their path without a bit of luck

Because bad things turn into something good here

A path exists

And you are convinced of that

So start to walk it with me

And we will begin to fly

And we will begin to fly

And no one will build their path without a bit of luck

Because sorrow turns to pieces here

A whole world is waiting

Puppeteer, don’t make it wait