Brindis [English translation]

To go on following the heart

And flirt with intuition

To go on growing and dodging routines

To go on dreaming off in a corner

To go on believing there's a God

Who will straighten my aim in one fell swoop

And I always follow my feelings

Every now and then I die, and here I am

I crossed so many deserts

I dodged so many shortcuts

So many battles colored my wounds

I started so many fires

I tasted so many failures

Therefore I don't know how I still sing

And I always follow my feelings

And every now and then I die, and here I am

To the days that are to come

To the toast dedicated to me

To my soul's gift of intuition

To our days which escape us

I want to sing until the end

To another night like this, to my life

I renounced so many celebrations

I missed so many friends

So many Sundays far away from my family

So many pillows that I got to know

So many songs that I learned

So, memories seem to me like from former lifetimes

And I always follow my feelings

And every now and then I die

To the days that are to come

To the toast dedicated to me

To my soul's gift of intuition

To our days which escape us

I want to sing until the end

To another night like this, to my life

To the days that are to come

To the toast dedicated to me

To my soul's gift of intuition

To our days which escape us

I want to sing until the end

To another night like this, to my life

To the days that are to come

To the toast dedicated to me

To my soul's gift of intuition

To our days which escape us

I want to sing until the end

To another night like this, to my life

And on those moonlit nights

Of dagger-sharp memories

I hold on to my guitar

And I sing loudly to the things I beg for

Something happens then, nothing makes me cry anymore

I hold on to my guitar

And I hold tight to the things I beg for

Something happens then, nothing makes me cry anymore

To the days that are to come

To the toast dedicated to me

To my soul's gift of intuition

To our days which escape us

I want to sing until the end

To another night like this, to my life

To the days that are to come

To the toast dedicated to me

To my soul's gift of intuition

To our days which escape us

I want to sing until the end

To another night like this, to my life

• Artist:Thalía
• Album:Primera fila (2009)