Mis Muchachitas

There are times when I'm asleep
And I feel a subtle caress on my cheek
I wish to revel in that idyll
Because they are the lips of my girls

I wake up and look at their little faces
Smiling innocently at me
I wish to stop time
But it can't be done

And they grow as if they wanted
As if they wanted to be women already
And I feel that time is passing
Taking away what one loves the most

And looking into the crystal of my eyes
They ask me 'daddy, what's wrong?'
And I wish that life
Allows me to see them when they are women

And I feel that time is passing
Taking away what one loves the most

I wish to draw time
To carve the years, to be a fortune teller
To know what the future holds for them
To know their destiny

I wish to give them life
So that my daughters don't suffer my sorrows
I try to give back the years
Joining my hands as a barrier

But dawn breaks earlier
As if the years were in a race
And I feel they are taking away
Everything I keep to give it to them

I knock on their door crying
And she comes playing and consoles me
I see them the same size
But I know soon, they won't go to school

And I feel they are taking away
Everything I keep to give it to them