LYRICS GAME

My voice can fly, it can cross

Any wound, any time, any loneliness

Without being able to control it

It takes the form of a song, that's my voice

That comes from my heart

And it will fly, without me wanting

Through the most distant paths

For the dreams that I dreamed

It will be a reflection of the love of what I had to live

It will be the background music of how much I felt

Hey my son, my old son

It has the key to any generation

In the soul of my people, in the leather of the drum

In the hands of the conga, in the feet of the dancer

I will live, I will be there

While a comparsa with my rumba passes I will sing

I will always be what I was, with my sugar for you

I will live, I will live

And now I remember again, that time in the past

When I left looking for the sky of freedom

How many friends I left behind and how many tears I cried

I will live, to find them again

And I'll continue with my song

Dancing hot music like I dance

And when a guaracha sounds

And when a huahuancó sounds

In the blood of my people, I will be in their body

Hey my son, my old son

It has the key to any generation

In the soul of my people, in the leather of the drum

In the hands of the conga, in the feet of the dancer

I will live, I will be there

While a comparsa with my rumba passes I will sing

I will always be what I was, with my sugar for you

I will live, I will live

Hey my son, my old son

It has the key to any generation

In the soul of my people, in the leather of the drum

In the hands of the conga, in the feet of the dancer

I will live, I will be there

While a comparsa with my rumba passes I will sing

I will always be what I was, with my sugar for you

I will live, I will live

In this life, what I am doing

I'm surviving, I'm surviving

So that people keep listening to me

I thank God for this gift

He gave me the voice and I have gladly given it to you

For you my people I'll always sing

I'll give you my sugar and I'll survive

I will live, I will live, I will live and I will survive