I don’t want to complain from ear to ear  
See if who is ahead of me walks away  
Deny the reflection that I leave in my mirror  
Nor host the rancor between eyebrows and eyebrows
 
I don’t want to keep so many secrets  
Nor be faced in a grotesque picture  
Like the Montesco and the Capulets  
I don’t want to be obsolete at your age
 
Neither lose vigor, nor say without rigor  
That all past times were always better  
Or get to my house obfuscated and annoying  
I don’t want to be tired of wearing
 
And although this truth may hurt  
I have to say it, without pleasing  
But if I offend, I ask for forgiveness  
When I grow up, I don’t want to be like you
 
I don’t want to make the same mistakes  
Nor believe that they are all scammers  
I don’t want to handle your same values  
Nor that each day is the same as the previous ones
 
I don’t want to not be able to control my anger  
Nor carry that sadness in the eyes  
Wet and red, faded and loose  
I do not want myself to be my spoils
 
Nor vehemently blame others  
Of what is my concern and responsibility  
Not give me to try some idiocy  
What I couldn’t do when I was 23
 
And although this truth may hurt  
I have to say it, without pleasing  
But if I offend, I ask for forgiveness  
When I grow up, I don’t want to be like you