Carta a mis amigos

Letter to My Friends

Today I remember
the sweet adolescence
the lost paths
of my small town.
I feel again the voices
of my old friends
who have stayed far away
in a corner of time.
I feel the wind on my skin
and the sun of Sundays
when we used to meet
by the river.
Our dreams were like ethereal balloons
and a beautiful adventure
living life
but life is pure
immense open sky
and we had to part ways on different paths.
I write this letterrom any placerom any town
that resembles ours
from a bar that could
be our usual bar
from a corner of the soul
friends, I write to you...
Because I want you to know
that you are always with me
in the rough strings of my poor guitar
riding in the wind
of any city
that you are always with me
my friends...