Malas hierbas [English translation]

The theater of life begins

You cannot live always like a flower

If you want to go on you must know

That you need to work and to invest a lot of money

Pushing ahead without looking back

Like a tramp I go from one place to another

as in practice entering into life

It's the growing weeds

That forget the past

Feeling lost

While you tell me that I am beautiful without looking at my heart

Pushed by the wind I almost fall

This is not the beginning nor the end

I am dead inside, yes

But I know that in the end I will recover

The theater of life begins

Why don't you turn on the light with a simple I love you

Why did you do it, tell me why

And again we do not talk about that topic

And again it's the same taste of pain

Everything crumbles, you no longer have courage

Our love dies slowly

Now is the time to change

I will recover alone

I will not need you

When the moment arrives I will know, with eyes open

I will look

I will take off from you this mask of pain

I will travel again and will return to life

As a new woman

And I will shout in a loud voice: I AM ALIVE!

I can cry

I can choose

I can run

And escape

I can laugh

I can sleep, fly, I am liberated

From everything

I decided to live

It's the growing weeds

That forget the past

Feeling lost

While you tell me that I am beautiful without looking at my heart

Pushed by the wind I almost fall

This is not the beginning nor the end

I am dead inside, yes

But I know that in the end I will recover

Now is the time to change

I will recover alone

I will not need you

When the moment arrives I will know, with eyes open

I will look

I will take off from you this mask of pain

I will travel again and will return to life

As a new woman

And I will shout in a loud voice: I AM ALIVE!