Diez Años Atrás

At six in the morning
the day begins to take shape
my heart lost its place
my Ray-Bans, where are they?

Images running through my mind
as the day breaks on my face
time catches up with you and excesses are paid for

A taxi approaches calmly
I see my arm trembling
I sit down, where do I take him?
maybe to the last bar
or even better
ten years ago

Sure to be back and determined not to let myself be dragged down
it doesn't surprise me
life comes and goes just as it is

A drink for the moment of starting over
the night tells you things
that the morning makes you forget
who you were ten years ago..