Volver a Los Diecisiete

Back to seventeen
After living a century
It's like deciphering signs
Without being a competent sage
Suddenly become again
As fragile as a second
Feel deep again
Like a child before God
That's what I feel
In this fertile moment

It gets tangled, tangled
Like ivy on the wall
And it is sprouting, sprouting
Like the moss on the stone
Like the moss on the stone
Oh yes yes yes

My step back
When yours advances
The arc of alliances
Has penetrated my nest
With all its color
It has walked through my veins
And even the hard chain
With what destiny ties us
It's like a fine diamond
That illuminates my serene soul

It gets tangled, tangled
Like ivy on the wall
And it is sprouting, sprouting
Like the moss on the stone
Like the moss on the stone
Oh yes yes yes

What feeling can do
He has not been able to know it
Not even the clearest way forward
Not even the widest thought
The moment changes everything
Like a condescending magician
It gently takes us away
Of grudges and violence
Only love with its science
It makes us so innocent

It gets tangled, tangled
Like ivy on the wall
And it is sprouting, sprouting
Like the moss on the stone
Like the moss on the stone
Oh yes yes yes

Love is a whirlwind
Of original purity
Even the ferocious animal
Whispers its sweet trill
Stops the pilgrims
Free the prisoners
Love with its efforts
The old man becomes a child
And to the bad only the affection
It makes it pure and sincere

It gets tangled, tangled
Like ivy on the wall
And it is sprouting, sprouting
Like the moss on the stone
Like the moss on the stone
Oh yes yes yes

Wide open the window
It opened like magic
Love entered with his cloak
Like a warm morning
To the sound of its beautiful reveille
He made the jasmine blossom
Flying like a seraph
He put earrings on the sky
My years at seventeen
The cherub converted them

It gets tangled, tangled
Like ivy on the wall
And it is sprouting, sprouting
Like the moss on the stone
Like the moss on the stone
Oh yes yes yes