Vivir Al Este Del Eden

Walking the other day in the morning
I met a childhood friend
He spoke nostalgically about childhood
How hard life has become afterwards

How long the days seemed
Eternal afternoons without knowing what to do
Now time passes and doesn't forgive
Months and years go by never to return

Who has seen you, friend, and who sees you now
How's life treating you, it's been good for me
So far away that paradise
I'm used to living east of Eden

What does the morning air have
That cleanses the fears of my heart
The doubts that were darkness last night
Are simple nonsense in the light of the sun