Uno, Dos, Tres, Cuatro
Alexander Acha
One, Two, Three, Four
One
At Llanura 74 everything began
Dad's horns and a sofa bed
Two crooked little legs with a banana
A tricycle and a wool sweater
A one-eyed bear and the eye
A little blue button
And dinner is ready!
In mom's voice
Two
A scrape on the knee and the battery-powered choo-choo
And the teasing of the sister and her friends
White knee-high socks
A solo show and fits of anger
The black piano in the living room
That was already waiting
And running to the door
Because dad arrived
Three
The first ball and the sports shirt
Running waves in the sea and arm wrestling
Grandpa's stories and his thousand feats
Leaving the cinema to have a milkshake
And the out-of-tune guitar
That silently awaited you
The long roads
Singing and loud music
Four
The sparse beard and three pimples on the face
The first party and the bleeding heart
The endless sermon on Sunday at mass
And you thinking about that girl
And how much you needed it!
Life is a journey
Another year goes by
You barely and time flies
You run and time flies
And you barely and time flies
And you who run and time flies
