They are going away, lost in time
My years pass remaining very far away
My father no longer has me by the hand
Only his advice
The memories of childhood live in me
When I wished on a star
How I remember my father
As with the way he used to smile
While my mother was looking on
Years that come gradually at first
With what slowness advance
How I wanted to be big, I remember
In order not to stay at home
And to accompany my father very far away
Perhaps even to the end of the world
Because my father was strong
He was very intelligent
He was better than everyone else
Today I no longer want the years to pass
Because now my father is old
Wrinkles have covered his hands
And snow his hair
Oh, Lord, stop time I beg you
Because you can do it
Because in truth I do not understand, my God why
The good goes away from us
When one day your footsteps become tired
I want to be the one who looks after you
Meanwhile give me your arm
And let us see what you are going to say to me