politics | March 17, 2026

Alejandro Sanz No Es Lo Mismo Lyrics English Translation

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"No Es Lo Mismo" by Alejandro Sanz is a powerful song that delves into the complexities of relationships and self-worth. Through introspective lyrics, Sanz explores the differences between being and staying, conforming and fighting, and the importance of staying true to oneself. The song's message emphasizes the value of individuality, resilience, and standing up against societal pressures. With a blend of soulful vocals and poignant lyrics, Sanz encourages listeners to embrace their uniqueness and not succumb to external expectations.

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You are so many people, tell me

Who am I talking to now?

Don't you see you're not the same?

You're the one who stays with me

I promise to give you torment

Give you bad times

I promise you

If you listen to me, girl

Give you art!

It's not the same

As staying and we'll see

Staying and we'll see

No, being is not the same as being

Staying is not the same as stopping

Nor is staying the same as stopping

It's not the same

Maybe we're neither, nor are we, nor do we plan to stay

But it's different to settle or fight

It's not the same

It's different

It's not the same art as getting fed up

It's not the same to be fair

As how fair you are!

You'll see

It's not the same you as another

It's not the same

Know that there are people trying to confuse us

But we have a heart

That's not the same

We feel it

It's different

Maybe I deserve it

But I don't sell you my voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I'm not for sale

Maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I don't give a damn

Door and air

I'm suffocating

It's not about which side you want to be on

Being on one side

Or stepping aside

You'll see I don't know how to tell you

It's not the same!

Living is the most dangerous thing life has

Saying on television

That a heart is loose

It's not the same

It's dangerous

It's different

It's not the same to be enough or to be enough

Nor is it the same to say, opine, impose, or command

Blacklists

White hands You'll see

It's not the same

The one who wants it the most doesn't win

I don't know if I'm explaining myself

Today, no one wants to be the same

What do you care

It's not like an 'ism'

It's instinct

Maybe I deserve it

But I don't sell you my voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I'm not for sale

Maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I don't give a damn

Ointment for all pains

Remedies for all kinds of mistakes

Also recipes for disappointment

Ointment for all pains

Remedies for all kinds of mistakes

Also recipes for disappointment

Maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I'm not for sale

Maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I don't give a damn

Ointment for all pains

Remedies for all kinds of mistakes

Also recipes for disappointment

Ointment for all pains

Remedies for all kinds of mistakes

Also recipes for disappointment

Maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I'm not for sale

Maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

Read my lips

I don't give a damn

Ointment for all pain

Remedies for all kinds of errors

Also recipes for disappointment

Ointment for all pain

Remedies for all kinds of errors

Also recipes for disappointment

That maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

read my lips

I am not for sale

That maybe we deserve it

But we don't sell the voice

And what they think of us

read my lips

I do not care

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