El Mundo De Los Sueños
¡Ay qe agustito se va,con los pies aun palmo del suelo!
Sin prisas ni tambaleo voy.Y me trabo qe mal paso qe me qita este vacilon.
Si el agua se miden en litros,y las horas miden el tiempo,dime tu,como se miden los sueños.(Bis)
Estribillo
El mundo de los sueños no tiene dueño,el mundo de los sueños no tiene techo.Llevame tu,donde nace lo bueno.(Bis)
Indicios del corazon,son soletas pa la razon,donde todo vale,no hay censuras ni colchon:Basando la ira libre,pa la imaginacion.Si la sacudes sale algo nuevo,si lo tapas se qeda ciego.Oscuridad,alegria;mismo frasco,distinto peso.¡Sueño vitamina bendita! Pa´apreciar lo bueno.Sueño vitamina qe no pica,donde nace la ilusion.
Estribillo
Algun sueño esta llendo en picao´ mientras se construyen otros suelos con un nuevo entablao´ juega le,le,le,le,le... Imaginacion y ¡remar! De ti,de mi,de yo no depende:Sueño puja,sueño ataca,sueño ama...
De,de,de,de,de...Da le,le,le,le,le... al motor le,le,le,le,le... levando la voz,planea...
¿Nos pueden qitar el derecho a vivir? Soñar para sobrevivir,pero hoy sueño empuja,sueño llega,sueño ataca.
Sueño empuja,sueño ataca alimenta al qe no tiene.Si la promesa no te llego,enchufa el ancla al motor.(Bis)
Estribillo.(Bis)
The World of Dreams
Oh, how nice it feels, with my feet barely off the ground!
No rush, no wobbling, I’m going. And I trip, what a bad move, this fun is slipping away.
If water is measured in liters, and hours measure time, tell me, how do we measure dreams? (Repeat)
Chorus
The world of dreams has no owner, the world of dreams has no ceiling. Take me where the good things are. (Repeat)
Signs from the heart, they’re just excuses for reason, where anything goes, no censorship or cushion: Freeing the anger for imagination. Shake it up, something new comes out, if you cover it, it goes blind. Darkness, joy; same jar, different weight. Dream, blessed vitamin! To appreciate the good. Dream, vitamin that doesn’t sting, where hope is born.
Chorus
Some dreams are going up while others are building new ground with a fresh setup, play it, play it, play it... Imagination and row! It doesn’t depend on you, me, or I: Dream pushes, dream attacks, dream loves...
From, from, from, from, from... Hit it, hit it, hit it... to the engine, hit it, hit it... raising the voice, plan...
Can they take away our right to live? Dreaming to survive, but today dream pushes, dream arrives, dream attacks.
Dream pushes, dream attacks, feeding those who have none. If the promise didn’t reach you, plug the anchor into the engine. (Repeat)
Chorus. (Repeat)