Aquella Caricia de Otoño

Lucía: When my father returned, his steps sounded,
I would leave my games to go with him,
And I would hide in my room waiting for his hug,
And I would challenge him to find me, 'find me...'
Joaquín: He would accompany me to bed after dinner,
And give me a caress as he left,
I would stay in darkness trembling with fear,
But men don't cry, especially not me...
Lucía and Joaquín: Where is the past that was,
That strength I felt being born in me...?
Where is it, where can I find that autumn caress,
That desire for adventure, that life that is no longer here...?
Joaquín: Those winter days became eternal,
Lucía: Asking my mother where he is...
Joaquín: Always the same question 'where is he?'
Lucía: Her eyes would get wet when she answered...
Joaquín: And I understood that sad look in her
Lucía: When she said 'he's not here anymore...'
Joaquín: And I knew he would never come back...
Lucía and Joaquín: Where is the past that was,
That strength I felt being born in me...?
Where is it, where can I find that autumn caress,
That desire for adventure, that life that is no longer here...?