Qué suerte he tenido de nacer [English translation]

I'm so lucky of being born,

to hold tightly the hand of a friend

and being able to assist as a witness

to the miracle of every dawn.

I'm so lucky of being born,

to have the option of the scales,

to weight the defeat and the hope

with the glory and the fear of falling.

I'm so lucky of being born,

to understand that the honest and the wicked

are both the owners of the universe

even though they have different ideas.

I'm so lucky of being born,

to shut my mouth when who knows more speaks,

to learn to listen, that's the key,

if one has intentions to know.

I'm so lucky of being born,

and I say it without wishing to gloat,

the total victory, of oneself,

is summarized in the being and the non-being.

I'm so lucky of being born,

to sing to the people and to the rose

and to the dog and to the love and to anything

that the feeling could pick up.

I'm so lucky of being born,

to have access to the fortune

of being river instead of lagoon,

of being rain instead of seeing the rain.

I'm so lucky of being born,

to eat the apple consciously,

without the ancestral fear to the cassock

nor to the final revenge of Lucifer.

But I know, I really know...

that someday I'll die too.

If now I live happy with my luck,

who knows what will I think in my death,

which will be the balance in the agony, I don't know,

I never been in that corner.

But I know, I really know...

that in my final trip I'll hear

the ambiguous tolling of the bells

waving me goodbye, and another morning

and another voice, like me, with another accent,

will sing to the four winds...

I'm so lucky of being born.