Time makes story
Become a memory
It stops an instant
On my mind
Because he doesn't wait
He slips gently and in haste
Not looking back
It passes by and never stops
I don't know if there is an ending
Or how much remains
What I want
Is try not to throw it away
Thinking of my past
And of my mistakes
I take this life back
And the occasions that it gives me
With no regrets
The upcoming time
The upcoming time
The upcoming time
Will give so much other life
The upcoming time
The upcoming time
Either punches or if caresses
What will it give me?
An hour looks like a day
If I'm waiting for you to come back
A day lasts like an hour
If you're close to me
And if your heart breaks
Time is a healer
A flooding river
Taking all with itself
If I never make a balance
Of this long travel
What I hope
Is to have given a bit of me
With my possibly tired eyes
And with my hair gone white
There will be time for this soul
That doesn't have time
Looking for eternity
Chasing my years
With all its days
But running a bit stronger
If my dreams are also yours
Then it passes and goes away
The upcoming time
Either punches or if caresses
What will it give me?
The upcoming time
The upcoming time
The upcoming time
Will come...