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