Y Va Pasando La Vida

Between wet diapers and motherly songs
Between a walker and toys, childhood is passing by
And with the first steps, mischief and tantrums
And the first words, childhood is peeking through
Between stories and sticks, little boxes and alphabets
The first inventory of that age is made

So beautiful
Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life
Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life

Primary school arrives and you find that friend
With whom you share everything and make them your confidant
In all kinds of luck, they're more than a brother
Until the moment Cupid comes into play
And here the books are left thrown in a corner
First comes the heart, the rest can wait

Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life
Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life

And your first ailments are because of another being
Whom you loved a lot and couldn't love you back
You must find that someone who's waiting for you
To find the path you'll have to follow
Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life
Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life

And then come the children who will also leave
To return with a grandchild perhaps similar to you
Seeing so much young life coming and going
A tear escapes, maybe thinking about its end
Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life
Life keeps passing by, life
Life, life
... Life