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Todo El Mundo Tiene Algo Que Decir

Si supieras yo las ganas que me quedan pa contar,
Las cosas que llevo adentro, yo te las quiero mostrar.
Muéstrame también las tuyas, no te quedes sin hablar
También ese es tu derecho, no es una oportunidad.

No me grites.
No susurres.
No me digas que nada se te ocurre.
No hables tanto.
No hables poco.
No eres aire, yo tampoco.

Porque todo el mundo tiene algo, que decirle a todo el mundo,
Todo el mundo si se calla, no le sirve a todo el mundo,
Todo el mundo tiene algo, que decirle a todo el mundo,
Todo el mundo si se calla, no le sirve a todo el mundo.

Mira que el río suena, algo trae por sus venas
Si al callar lo llaman santo, de que sirve que hables tanto.
Dicen que a gallo que canta, se le aprieta la garganta
Y algo tiene en la garganta, aquel gallo que no canta.

Debes saber que la vida es un largo camino que siempre es de ida,
Te hace llorar, te mata de risa, siempre en un mismo rincón.

Volver atrás los errores
Es como querer evitar las heridas
Hay que seguir adelante
Esa es la salida,
No hay otra razón.

No hay otra razón...

Everybody Has Something to Say

If you only knew how much I yearn to speak,
The things I carry inside, I want to reveal to you.
Show me yours too, don't keep silent
That is your right too, it's not a gift.

Don't shout at me.
Don't whisper.
Don't tell me you can't think of anything.
Don't talk too much.
Don't talk too little.
I am not nothing, neither are you.

Because everyone has something, to say to everyone,
Everyone, if they keep silence, is useless to everyone,
Everyone has something, to say to everyone,
Everyone, if they keep silence, is useless to everyone.

See how the river roars, it carries something in its veins
If they call you a saint for keeping silent, what use is it for you to speak so much.
They say that the rooster that crows, will have its throat squeezed
And something is in its throat, of the rooster that doesn't crow.

You must know that life is a long journey that is always one way,
It makes you cry, it makes you die of laughter, always in the same corner.

Going back to your mistakes
Is like wanting to avoid wounds
You have to keep moving forward
That is the way out,
There is no other reason.

There is no other reason...