Translation of the song lyrics Buen Viaje - Femina

Buen Viaje (original)

Comienzo a sentir la ebriedad de la realidad
Las cosas que me sorprendían,
hoy en día, ninguna me deslumbra de verdad.
Los fantasmas que intento atrapar
se me escabullen en los brazos,
Tendría que aceptar mi realidad
ó pedirle a los astros que tengan piedad.
Aquí estoy trabajando y no pierdo la dignidad.
Con este hambre voraz, queriendo siempre mas y mas,
Creyendo que algún día iba a poder saciar,
fantasiando que en algún momento de la vida
me crecerían alas pa' poder volar.
Y a quien no le falta el aliento en este aposento de frivolidades
hay que estar atento, pa' no pasarse de ingenuidades
quién le dijo que él y yo éramos rivales?
Más bien amantes, correteamos por los valles, incesantes.
Creímos ser como la encina y el roble
permanecer unidos nos haría inmortales,
y así vivir un amor de eternidades.
… No quisiera desaparecer
Antes de mojarme otra vez
Los pies en la luna …
Te creíste sabio
sabiendo que lo lograrías,
había algo que no sabias, vía vía,
se te paso el tranvía,
otra vez estas luchando contra la deriva.
Quisiera desenmascarar al enmascarado,
Aquel que de su sed de haber el mundo conquistado
Se ha colocado una careta y no protesta
Patea a quien sea con tal de alcanzar su meta.
Se me está haciendo difícil con usted interactuar,
trastabilla su lengüeta cada vez que intenta hablar.
… No quisiera desaparecer
Antes de mojarme otra vez
Los pies en la luna …

(translation)

I start to feel the intoxication of reality
The things that surprised me
nowadays, none really amazes me.
The ghosts I try to catch
they slip away in my arms,
I would have to accept my reality
or ask the stars to have mercy.
Here I am working and I do not lose my dignity.
With this ravenous hunger, always wanting more and more,
Believing that one day I would be able to satisfy,
fantasizing that at some point in life
I would grow wings to be able to fly.
And who is not short of breath in this room of frivolities
You have to be attentive, so as not to be overly naive
who told him that he and I were rivals?
More like lovers, we scamper through the valleys, incessant.
We thought we were like the oak and the oak
sticking together would make us immortal,
and thus live a love of eternities.
… I would not want to disappear
Before I get wet again
Feet on the moon...
you thought you were wise
knowing that you would make it
there was something you didn't know, via via,
you missed the tram,
again you are fighting drift.
I would like to unmask the masked man,
The one who from his thirst for him to have conquered the world
A mask has been put on and no protest
He kicks anyone in order to reach his goal of him.
It is making it difficult for me to interact with you,
he trips his tongue every time he tries to speak.
… I would not want to disappear
Before I get wet again
Feet on the moon...