Me Detengo a Pensar - Original song.

Le he escrito a tantas cosas, a la vida, al amor
Al arte, a la rabia, a la música al desamor
Y tantas cosas que me faltan por expresar
Le he escrito al beso de una tarde en el mar

Pero no le he escrito al hambre que sufren algunos
No le he escrito a la injusticia que padecen en el mundo
No le he escrito al que no le dan oportunidad
No le he escrito al mundo que sufre esclavo de libertad

Es un buen día de reflexión, de sentarme a pensar
Los años pesan, como si nada, vienen sin contemplación
Y que hago ahora, que debo hacer yo, decidir en esta vereda
Mi camino, mi vida como en un final, una canción

I have written to so many things, to life, to love
To art, to rage, to music to heartbreak
And so many things that I need to express
I have written to the kiss of an afternoon at sea

But I have not written to the hunger suffered by some
Do not write to the injustice they suffer in the world
I have not written to the one who does not get a chance
Do not write to the world that suffers freedom slave

It's a good day of reflection, of sitting down to think
The years weigh, as if nothing, come without contemplation
And what do I do now, what should I do, decide on this path
My way, my life as in an ending, a song