http://lyricstranslate.com The rush of the heart Is already big news Hidden behind a diary Changing opinions The worst of the day Is a few kilometers down South From my comeback From my Hello But it's a gliding flight In the worst Motel Of this "carretera" Of this carousel-life It's a gliding flight that nails us to the wall like crucifixes But how can I remember now? I'm not a lady, One with only stars in her destiny I'm not a lady, I'm a woman for whom the war never ends Oh, no, oh no...
I, who am a silver leaf, Born from a tree that was swept here, Who would like to chase the wind But I never make it Oh, how tiresome, To fall just a meter to the side From my misfortune From my fear It's a gliding flight To be remembered here For not knowing how to fly But how can I remember now I'm not a lady But a woman For whom the war Never ends I'm not a lady, A woman with so many sings in her destiny Oh, no, Oh, no, I'm not a lady