No matter what happens, no one will take away what God gave you? Because what shines with its own light, no one can extinguish it.
CHORUS: No one is going to take away what God gave you, no one is going to take away what God gave you. VOICE 1: If he put you on his path for the simplest reason, don't throw yourself on the ground, to live like a loser, even if the wind blows against you, even if you already burn in a cyclone the constancy that soars the heart wherever it wants, CHORUS: And don't believe that the path is all, all flowers, and the stories they tell you, that all the aromas and liquors are poisons and poison, medicine. VOICE 1: Poison, poison, don't turn back the clock any longer. CHORUS: Poison, poison. VOICE 1: Whether bad or good, we get CHORUS: A piece of sun. CHORUS: No one is going to take away what God gave you. No one is going to take away what God gave you. VOICE 1: Your word falls like a bull if you get wild, a pretext to sink to the bottom of a brass, what shines with its own light, Milanés already said it is not stolen, it is not copied, it cannot be retained. CHORUS: And do not believe that the path is all, all flowers, and the stories they tell you, and all the aromas and liquors are poisons and poison, medicine. VOICE 1: Poison, poison, do not turn back the clock any longer. CHORUS: Poison, poison. VOICE 1: Whether bad or good we get. CHORUS: A piece of sun. CHORUS: No one is going to take away what God gave you. No one is going to take away what God gave you. No one is going to take away what God gave you.
CORO: Ninguno te va a quitar
lo que Dios te dio,
ninguno te va a quitar
lo que Dios te dio.
VOZ 1: Si te puso en su sendero
por la más simple razón,
no te tires en el suelo,
a vivir de perdedor,
aunque el viento sople en contra,
aunque ya ardas en ciclón
la constancia que remonta
donde quiera el corazón,
CORO: Y no te creas que camino es todo, todo flores,
y los cuentos de te digan,
que todos los aromas y licores son venenos
y el veneno, medicina.
VOZ 1: Veneno, veneno no atrases más el reloj
CORO: Veneno, veneno.
VOZ 1: Que malo o bueno nos toca
CORO: Un pedazo de sol.
CORO: Ninguno te va a quitar lo que Dios te dio.
Ninguno te va a quitar lo que Dios te dio.
VOZ 1: Tu palabra cae taurina
si te pones cimarrón,
un pretexto para hundirte
en el fondo de un latón,
lo que brilla con luz propia,
ya lo dijo Milanés
no se roba, no se copia,
no se puede retener.
CORO: Y no te creas que camino es todo, todo flores,
y los cuentos de te digan,
y todos los aromas y licores son venenos
y el veneno, medicina.
VOZ 1: Veneno, veneno no atrases más el reloj
CORO: Veneno, veneno.
VOZ 1: Que malo o bueno nos toca
CORO: Un pedazo de sol.
CORO: Ninguno te va a quitar lo que Dios te dio.
Ninguno te va a quitar lo que Dios te dio.
Ninguno te va a quitar lo que Dios
te dio.