I don't expect The good things that are bound to come And I'm always thinking I'm ahead Of the worst that seldom happens The flight is safe But for all I know I may explode And again I fear I might be falling Losing all senses How I long for constancia Is it something that hard to get Somewhere far en distancia To reach the state of calm This balance is never stable long And the way things go I'll never give up Seeking peace that never stays How I long for constancia Is it something that hard to get Somewhere far en distancia To reach the state of calm