Estamos de Pasada
Argemiro Jaramillo
We are Passing Through
When my time of death comes
When my seconds run out
When my eyes close forever
And my soul packs up to go to the other world
Let no one wet their eyes with tears
I don't want flower bouquets in my coffin
Why cry if we're all going there
I simply have a head start
Here we live until God wills it
We are passing through this world
Why be scared when death comes
If we have to give back this borrowed life
Whether good or bad, the end is the same
If one is born with death by their side
That's why we must enjoy while we live
So that those who have not suffered do not rejoice
Give me a hug now while you have me
For tomorrow it may suddenly be too late
So that there are no lingering bitterness
When they lay me in the wooden box