La Vida Es Ahora

This is life
in the hotel of our land.
Each one lives alone with their story
of lighter mornings,
clean skies full of hope
and silences that speak to you
and you will be surprised singing
without any reason.

This is life
every afternoon that cools down
and you want to take a nap
and the bells fly doing somersaults
and suddenly it rains
over the terraces and in all the squares
and you will wonder
who you are, you are, you are, you are...

You are the one who moves forward
in the hard work
of being a man and not knowing
what the future will bring.
Feeling the time that makes us great
and alone in the world
together and tirelessly seeking
a profound meaning.

You will find people who help
without asking why.
Because now it matters to love each other without more
and not understand what it is.
Our gazes will merge
in this immense moment
without hearing the noise of the people,
an intense feeling.

This is life
in a tender sweet after-dinner,
in the faces of children drawing
and meadows being combed by the fresh breeze
and stars entwining in lanterns,
millions,
and you will wonder
where you are... yes you, yes you, yes you, yes you...

You will give your love generously
down thousands of paths.
This journey will never end
if a dream remains alive.
And you will be the breath that envelops me
while you are with me.
To die, all it takes
is to fall into oblivion.

A joy that hurts you now
more than melancholy.
On any of these nights you will find yourself,
do not escape from yourself anymore.

Do not stop believing that one day
you will discover who you are.
Children of a guiding sky
because this is our life.
It is this... life.