Aquella Edad
Vicente Fernández
That Age
That age of a thousand mockingbirds
In the river that now runs dry
Of that teacher who cried for not understanding me
And that school that shaped my dawn
That age
When the street was the stage for my games
And my teacher was the goddess of my dreams
When a friend was the essence of my being
Where is it
In what place in time has that age remained
Maybe it rests only in my memory, where is it
Where is it
That age
When I nervously awaited a new journey
And on my birthday, I was quite the character
When a broom was my swift steed
That age
Of the first book that fell into my hands
When in my world, there was only a brotherly friend
And the touch of another kind of woman
Where is it
In what place in time has that age remained
Maybe it rests only in my memory, where is it
Where is it
That age
When my house was a fantastic universe
When a girlfriend was just a note and never a kiss
And my questions never let me rest
That age
When my yard was my favorite jungle
When my pillow was the transport to another life
And at our table was a man to love
Where is it
In what place in time has that age remained
Maybe it rests only in my memory, where is it
Where is it
Where is it
In what place in time has that age remained
Maybe it rests only in my memory, where is it
Where is it
