Los Años Mozos

The young years have passed,
And now knowing that you have to be
And you have to be.

Hard is the road ahead,
And now knowing how to walk.
And you have to walk.

It was the false values
That only reach me
Who knows how to wear the pants,
And even the sad loves
That caused me so much pain
For a while.

And now I have my pores open
For what needs to be done
And it's done, or wait for my death
Opening the bridge
And telling me you can pass.

The young years have passed,
And now knowing that you have to be
And you have to be.
Hard is the road ahead,
And now knowing how to walk.
And you have to walk.