Tiempos buenos

Sittin' on the steps
at the Metro station
in Plaza Italia

Had nothin' much to do, really
just wanderin' around the city
Those were tough times
when they hit you
they show their rage

And I had a book
To remind myself
That I can always escape

It was almost the end of the century
and there I was, sittin'
goin' bald

And I spotted you, ten years older
How nice it was to see you again

And we looked at each other without sayin' much
We already knew it all
And we went to Parque Forestal
So much to reminisce

Good times...
Really good times
Times that are gone
Vanished, just like that

You told me you've been married
for almost nine years
and apparently you didn't love him
but you were okay like that

Between walks and some coffee
We held hands
Crossed the river and went to a hotel
We listened to our skin

Good times...
Really good times
Times that are gone
Vanished, just like that

The taste of your ribs
was the same as when we were 17
when we loved watching the sunrise
and there was nothing to lose

But you dressed up so quickly
that I thought I did something wrong
When I saw fear in your eyes
of fallin' in love all over again

From Good Times...
Really good times
Times that are gone
Vanished, just like that

And I went back to the steps
at the Metro station
in Plaza Italia

All in all
it wasn't so bad
to remember again