Cuatro Estaciones
Ismael Serrano
Four Seasons
Four seasons passed without us realizing,
Four seasons to love each other.
And from a moment we made an infinite
From which we lived the beginning
I love your revolutionary laughter,
Opens a thousand windows in my heart.
Today you didn't see me,
I get offended, I act silly and sad.
Where were you today?
When my hands turn into olive branches,
When death becomes an old friend,
When I get tired climbing the stairs,
When my legs become clumsy,
I will keep looking for you every morning,
Looking for your revolutionary laughter.
I will desperately curse
The day I fall asleep and don't wake up
To kiss you again.
Four seasons passed without us realizing,
Four seasons to love each other.