Passerà [English translation]

URS:

The songs do not write themselves

but are born alone.

The things that happen being

around us every day.

To pick the songs is enough

(for) us and for you as well.

That you do more hard work,

and never smile.

DAVID:

The songs are [like] gypsies

and steal poetry.

I am deceitful like pills

of happiness,

the songs do not cure

loves and illnesses.

But that small pain,

that from us exists,

SEB:

it will pass, it will pass

if I am am a boy and a guitar,

like you, in the town.

To watch this life that does not function,

of illusions that kill us

and with the age of the songs.

CARLOS:

It will pass over us,

sooner or later everyone will close the bank

with considering

those who know the anguishes of rich and poverty

to talk about the loves that you've not had.

ALL:

To sing a song that you do not know how it goes

because you lost it within

and only you remember.

It will pass...

URS:

In a world of automobiles

and of great speed,

DAVID:

for a person that always arrives last,

for a person that tells themselves goodbye,

SEB:

for a person that runs into obstacles

of the other kind,

CARLOS:

the songs are like fireflies

that sing in the darkness.

URS:

Sooner or later it will pass,

this small pain that there is in you,

that there is in me, that there is in us,

and it does not hear us like sailors

SEB:

at the mercy of the wind and of homesickness.

CARLOS:

To sing a song that you do not know how it goes,

but that small pain that is hatred, or that is love,

will pass.

ALL:

It will pass, it will pass,

even if you'll only do it it it,

it will pass, it will pass,

SEB:

and for something a song will serve [a purpose]

CARLOS:

if your small pain that is hatred or that is love,

CARLOS & DAVID:

that is hatred or that is love,

ALL:

will pass.