What will it be? My country that you are on the hill Spread like an old man tormented I give it up, I leave it to the people They are your disease My country that you are on the hill What will it be? But what will be of my life? Who knows? I know how to do everything or maybe nothing already Tomorrow we will see and it will be It will be what it will be My friends are almost all gone And the others will leave after me It's a shame because I was fine in their company But everything passes and everything goes away What will it be? But what will be of my life? Who knows? I know how to do everything or maybe nothing already Tomorrow we will see and it will be It will be what it will be My love, I kiss you on the mouth That was the source of my first love And I give you the appointment Where, when, I don't know But I only know that you were black What will it be? But what will be of my life? Who knows? How I carry the guitar and if The night I cry A girl from the country will hear What will it be? But what will be of my life? Who knows? I know how to do everything or maybe nothing already Tomorrow we will see and it will be It will be what it will be My love, I kiss you on the mouth