10 de Septiembre

Don't be afraid, that the wall clock, always marks the time right
your child has grown up, now a man is, the one who saw you being born
paper dolls, you taught me to grow up, singing to me at night.

Mom, it's getting late, the time has come, I will live in a new world
at the altar you give, to the man who made your dream of raising a woman great
even if I go far away, remember this mother, I will always be your son.

Even if the day seems to darken
it is just getting ready, for a new dawn
and when you find yourself alone, remember that I'll be there
like that September 10th when you saw me being born.

INTRO
remember that moment, when I took the first step, always trying to run
the clock hasn't stopped, it seems to speed up, today marks the time to give in
the sun has prepared, the night awaits us, I will live a new pact

Mom, it's getting late...
even if the day...