ES:

Yo no se será el señor de la barba gris
No se si será el que esta vestido así.
No se si sea hombre o sea mujer.
Solo se que esta en algún lado por aquí.

La luna y el sol que nos pinta atardeceres.
El agua que llega con la lluvia al caer.
El árbol que no para de crecer.
El cielo, las nubes son las estrellas que vez.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Que mande mas artistas a este mundo por favor.
Que el arte no se extinga en este mundo sin amor.
Que los niños crezcan escuchando rock n roll.

La luna y el sol que nos pinta atardeceres.
El agua que llega con la lluvia al caer.
El árbol que no para de crecer.
El cielo, Las nubes son las estrellas que vez.

Que los políticos corruptos cambien de posición.
Que los sueños no sean guerras, invasiones o violencia.
Que la avaricia no nos deje sin agua ni sin tierra.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Que mas personas dejen su zona de confort.
Que crean en sus sueños y le den sentido a esto.
Que la vida no es vida, si no luchas por ello.

Yo no quiero mas cemento.
Prefiero la sombra de este árbol cien años mas viejo.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Que las montañas de dinero se conviertan en amor.
Que la gente no se divida por su sexo, raza o religión.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Hoy le pido a Dios
Hoy le pido a Dios
Hoy le pido a usted.



EN:

I don't know if it's the man with the gray beard.
I don't know if it' s the one dressed like that.
I don't know if he's a man or a woman.
I only know that it' s somewhere around here.

The moon and the sun that paints sunsets.
The water that comes with the rain as it falls.
The tree that never stops growing.
The sky, the clouds are the stars you see.

Today I ask God.
To send more artists to this world please.
May art not become extinct in this loveless world.
May children grow up listening to rock n roll.

The moon and the sun that paints sunsets.
The water that comes with the rain as it falls.
The tree that never stops growing.
The sky, the clouds are the stars you see.

That corrupt politicians change their position.
That dreams are not wars, invasions or violence.
May greed not leave us without water or land.

Today I ask God.
That more people leave their comfort zone.
That they believe in their dreams and give meaning to this.
That life is not life if you don't fight for it.

I don't want more cement.
I prefer the shade of this tree a hundred years older.

Today I ask God.
That the mountains of money become love.
May people not be divided by sex, race or religion.

Today I ask God.
Today I ask God
Today I ask God
Today I ask you.

Gonna love you

Thrill me
MCH a work a techer
Why I am counchers
Just bored flows
Enter the drag a mirrors
Three hundred ans sixty five
Different scores , LA score and look a like
thriller
Electric fences
34 Hours of violence
Body god hold me back that’s my
passions
In a part of room, next to the mansion
Represent stay a like a mansion
In my mind no my friends in of the legend
Any like pop holy post is in the
machination best for take
I was never highest

Watch me go like this like this

These haters don’t like me

I level up my game excites me

Wanna imitate they bite me

Cause you’re a snack three course I’m saucy

He's a joke, you’re a joke you’re a meme Wanna steal my style what a thief

Bullet proof like nuns stay clean I’m the catwalk

queen whole world see me strut like whaaaaaaaaaaa!

Second class you’re a deacon

My money talks loud no speaking

So rich that my currency’s preaching

Tall like trees see it buss through the ceiling!

Swag’s so hot I need cool ai

Twist up his head like shoelace

Like kicks, fresh I’m the new Range

Rover (ex)cept I’m the coupe!

Watch me go like this

Watch me go like this

Money tall to the ceiling

Wake me up think I’m dreaming

Watch me go like this

Watch me go like this

Swag of mine never seen it

You can’t catch me keep dreaming

So fly gone viral tiktok

Elsa I’mma make you frost

So hot that you melt like Olaf

Shinning pop like lipgloss

So ahead of my time wrist watch

Eyes all on me won’t stop

Won’t stop for nothing I’m on top

In my own league I’m a real boss

Swag’s so hot I need cool aid,

Twist up his head like shoelace

Like kicks fresh I’m the new Range

Rover (ex)cept I’m the coupe!

There was a time
When I thought that you were just a player
And all my time
Depended on what you would do
And i would try
To look and sound like someone that I wasn’t
Cause you were the guy
Oh man oh yes oh yes you were the guy
And i would
Dress my hair
Make it look nice
Make sure I would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up my lipstick with my tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how I met my first love
The best person that I could dream of
There were some times
When you would see your friends and other women
And all that time
I’d go and do the same ‘till you were home
And i would try
To ignore my jealous opinions
Cause you were the guy
Oh man oh yes you were my handsome guy
And they would
Dress their hair
Make it look nice
Make sure they would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up their lipstick with their tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how we end a first love
And now, I just have to move on
(Humming)
And they would
Dress their hair
Make it look nice
Make sure they would have some hypnotizing eyes
Touch up their lipstick with their tiny pocket glass
Wear some jeans that shape a pretty little ass
I guess, That’s how we end a first love
And now, I just have to move on

Let me begin at the start
Every whisper and breath
A tale from this heart
If Eden’s the garden they say
Then I’ll meet you there someday

Halfway down
The wind in my hair
Gravity pulling me now

This is the start of the end

Now I’m falling so fast
This moment’s my stage
And I’m playing my part
Though I never know what to say

Just remember the smile on my face

Halfway down
The wind in my hair
Gravity pulling me now

This is the start of the end

The world still turns
The sun still shines
Hope still glimmers in your eyes

The world still turns
The sun still shines
Hope still glimmers bright

Halfway down
The wind in my hair
Gravity pulling me now

This is the start of the end