They get lost in time
my years,
they go away kedando muii away
I do not take my father in my hand
only your konsejos
they live in me the konsejos of child kuando
a star wished komo rekuerdo my father ke kon that
I smiled while my mother recorded
years ke come dspacio first kon ke lenttud advance
komo keria be great rekuerdo
to not kedarme in kasa ii to accompany my father mui
far away maybe to the end of the world
pk my father was strong was muii clever was better ke none
Today I do not want to spend the years my father
This old man has covered his wrinkles
snow hands ii his kabellos
hoo sir stop the time I ask you
pk you can do it pk io in vdd I do not understand
my god pk, what's going good
When you kansen one day your steps io I want to be kien
kuide meanwhile give me the arm ii let's see what are you going to tell me
Only among all we can make this a better place :)