How many I have to wait

How many I have to find

In order to be able to find

The Light that I know that there is in me



I have lived in solitude

Surrounded by multitude

I have never been able to love

Then I do not love even myself



When you see a fleeting star

Keep it in your heart

It is the soul of which it obtained

To give his its love



When you hear a boy ask

Why the sun comes and it goes away

Tell him:  because in this life it does not have

Light without the dark



If you are able to give back

With a smile a treason

If you are able to give your hand who

With yours pointed to you



You do not take roots in a site, move

Then you are not a tree, for that you have two feet

The wisest man is the one than its home knows that

It is as great as it can imagine



The best day is in which the soul

It is hungry and thirst

Don't forget the learned thing

Don't let misunderstand



Sourround your self with the good ones

And you will seem it

Sourround your self with wise people

And something in you will remain



When you see a fleeting star

Keep it in your heart

It is the soul of which it obtained

To give his its love