Cumplir un año menos [English translation]

It’s my birthday again and there it’ll be two plates on my table

Although I know that this time you won’t come,

As a gift I want only the past days to be returned

So that these years pass going back.

I’d have a year less and while blowing I’d set fire

The sails that you put in the pastel,

After winter autumn will come, after september wil come august

And the next day will be yesterday not the morrow.

Because I want the words if I don’t sing for you any longer,

Because I want my lips if I lost your kisses,

I don’t want my springs if your violets don’t grow,

From today on I’ll grow up to my birth.

We’d get back to the most happy day of our life

And once again it would be the first time,

Each drop of tear fallen on the urgent

Telegram of paper would return to my eyes.

The news would tell that the balls wil come back

To these guns that would aim to kill,

The controversial voices would revive

And with them some more freedom.

Because I want the words if I don’t sing for you any longer,

Because I want my lips if I lost your kisses,

I don’t want my springs if your violets don’t grow,

From today on I’ll grow up to my birth.

And because I want the air if your breath isn’t here,

Because I want my my hands if they don’t touch yu,

I don’t want my springs if your violets don’t grow,

From today on I’ll grow up to my birth.

I’ll grow up to my birth.

From today on I’ll grow up to my birth.

From today on I’ll grow up to my birth.