It was time for a change
it was time for a stampede,
it was time to go,
it was time for this song
It was time to see
time in a different light,
and I didn't know it was
time for love
It was time
for one thing at a time,
it was time for Bossa
or Candombear*
For those days I was always
short on time
and I could never found time
anywhere
It should be stated that it's time
to recall old times,
that city,
even though it's just
to say
that from time to time
it's good to remember:
that old times are worse
there's not lost time worse,
than the time you yearn for
It was May, '68
but in a Montevideo of '83
it was time for freedom,
it was time for dictatorships
to fall down
it was a time for revolutions,
demonstrations;
I started smoking
and when I smoked,
time would slowed down
and I would sit
to see it go by
to see it go by
It should be stated that it's time
to recall old times,
the university,
even though is just to
learn,
that time doesn't usually
turn back.
that old times are worse
there's not lost time worse
than the time you yearn for.