I need something to cheer me up.

And when the shocks come abundantly

The sea rages and the hurricanes rage inside me with joy

Extinguish the sadness and unleash a curse on the rocks

A curse that makes them collide with the waters that the waves wet

Inside me my feelings sometimes make me need

Some peace for the soul to rest

My soul cries morning and evening wanting some joy

And dawn announces in the universe the beginning of the hour of dawn

O birds of peace, O birds of love, play

We have a song whose echo makes the sea rage with its waves

So the heart slept with its sadness, and my tears rage and boil

And wet the lines and make me approach the disturbance

So what are these worries? Every time I see them, the production increases inside me

And makes me want some calm to calm this disturbance?

Is there a way out here that takes me out of the prison of the detainee to an exit?

Is there some light here or has the sun lost its lamp?

Tell me, in my pocket is a scepter that conquers enemies

And makes my anger easy to release and my rage burning to protest

For when shocks come they overwhelm me in great numbers

I need something to calm them and something to make me happy