Mis Tiempos Pasados

There are my past times
I will not see them again
What's past is past
It's impossible to return
Like the dry and fallen tree
It won't turn green again

My times passed
My tender Aprils passed
They flew by like a fleeting bird
And all my joys withered
The flowers of my beautiful age died

I remember that at one time
Everything was joy and pleasure
Sweetness, peace, and contentment
Distractions everywhere
There are my past times
I will not see them again

They passed, they passed
A thousand honeymoons passed
They flew by like an illusion
They only left me bitter passions
That wander in my faithful heart

All my times passed
But I invested them poorly
They only left me to suffer
Unfortunate, woe is me

There are my past times
Everything has its end

Now I belong to time
Its fragile trash that I snatch
The wind with speed
I will be its food in my grave
Soon and wandering to eternity

Where is my spring?
Where is my life in bloom?
Where are those meadows?
That sing verses of love

They were first ghosts
That pass like a tremor

The hardships, my cruel passions
With their stings make me suffer
All my evils
Like fierce dragons
They make me drink
The cups of ice

In this painted life
I understand that's how it is
It's not good to be conceited with anything
Forget what yesterday was

If I was before, today I am nothing
I am nothing, I will be nothing

In the end, I am nothing
Here in this life
Because my departure will soon come

My life is borrowed
My soul is fleeting
Lost illusion will soon come

I entrust my friends
All those who are here
Just pray a rosary for me
When I reach death

Remember a friend
Who came to entertain you