When Pedro went to his window
I did not know, my love, I did not know
that the light of that clear morning
It was light from his last day.
And the causes were closing
everyday, invisible.
And chance was getting tangled
powerful, invincible.
When Juan returned to his bed
I did not know, oh dear soul
that in the rainy and homeless night
the love of his life awaited him.
And the causes were closing
everyday, invisible.
And chance was getting tangled
powerful, invincible.
When I finish this verse I sing
I do not know, I do not know, my mother
if peace or fright awaits me;
if the now or if the still.
Well, the causes are surrounding me
everyday, invisible.
And chance comes to me entangled
powerful, invincible.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)