Voy Camino a Los 50

I'm on my way to fifty
Semicolon of life, without thinking
Without realizing
Close to the end

Dodging the mirrors
That were once my joy
And today I look at them from afar
To be able to comb my hair

I'm on my way to fifty
Reflections and balances
Sensing the mishaps
That will soon come

If I don't quit smoking
My throat will die
Because I feel it doesn't sing
As it should sing

It makes me angry when I think it's over, that this was it
And that I'm still alone because of my way of thinking
That the love I wanted, and didn't come into my life
Was a crazy fantasy that I could never achieve

I'm on my way to fifty
Semicolon of life
Without thinking, without realizing
Close to the end

I'm on my way to fifty
And even if I never tell him
What's left of my life
I want to give it to him

Because inside my chest
I still have a dream
And it's a dream that someday
I know I will achieve

It makes me angry when I think it's over, that this was it
And that I'm still alone because of my way of thinking
That the love I wanted, and didn't come into my life
Was a crazy fantasy that I could never achieve

I'm on my way to fifty
Semicolon of life, without thinking
Without realizing
Close to the end I go

I'm on my way to fifty
And despite what I say
For all that I have lived
I can't complain