Días de Gloria
Pablo Milanés
Days of Glory
The days of glory
Flew away
And I didn't realize.
Only the memory
Was holding me up
What once was.
I live with ghosts
That feed dreams
And false promises
That don't bring back to me
The days of glory
I once had.
I lost my yagruma
And my hummingbird,
I lost my guitar,
It got lost in the mist
Where I lose my speech
And lose you.
The days of glory
Went away with everything
That I once was.
The days of glory
Closed waits
Opened windows
Where pains of yesteryear
Were coming in
Towards the future.
What is left to me
From that morning
From those sweet years
Without anger and apathy.
The days of glory
We let them go
