Cajón de Fina Madera

Only when I leave will I rest
From this tortuous world that afflicts so much
I won't care anymore about the scars

Because where I'm going there will be no pain
I'll only take what I've already lived
What remains here is no longer important
Only in that fine wooden coffin
Will my dreams and what I was rest

I, who for so many years had strived
Had suffered and worked to achieve that ideal
Discover with sadness that it's over
That time has now run out and everything comes to an end
I, who for so many years had strived
Had suffered and worked to achieve that ideal
Discover with sadness that it's over
That time has now run out and everything comes to an end

I, who for so many years had strived
Had suffered and worked to achieve that ideal
Discover with sadness that it's over
That time has now run out and everything comes to an end
I, who for so many years had strived
Had suffered and worked to achieve that ideal
Discover with sadness that it's over
That time has now run out and everything comes to an end