Solo Queda Recordar

I want to go back
It hasn't been the same for a while
They're just memories
That won't come back
Hey

Writing while she puts on her makeup
And to me, she looked just as good in heels as in sneakers
In the sky, there are a thousand stars
But only one that shines
I wish she were here to introduce her to my girl

Moving forward like a racehorse
I still remember those summers in the village with grandma
Making a soccer field with two sweatshirts
And heading to the square to ask who’s playing

Fewer chairs than people, and grandpa was there
Bread with milk for dinner and a yes to Toledo at the door
Aunts asking us how much we love them
Me playing with my brother on the PlayStation 2 with the new FIFA

Tell my dad I'm becoming a man
That I hardly cry anymore, even if I'm getting beaten up
Dreaming of the Lamborghini that has my name
Still working hard to get far, even though I don’t know where

Having ramen for dinner, smoking Camel
Waiting for her to say she loves me when she calls
Kicking the door in, even though I already have the key
And meeting a junker like driving a McLaren

I write a track and never let it go
You hang out with your friends to tell them how it’s going
I tell the homie I’ll drop by to record
And he waits for me with two beers, tobacco, and rolling paper

That's how we grew up, making the most of what we had
Kicking a can if there was no soccer ball
Kids dreaming of being world champions
And where they used to change, now it’s the corner of a point

Everything spins in the meantime, we’re not kids anymore
Ask the homie and Simarro that they’re going to be uncles
I look back nostalgically at the park that was once mine
While I see new kids getting into the same trouble

I want to go back
It hasn't been the same for a while
They're just memories
That won't come back
Everything I said came true
But it hurts to see that I'm not me
It's too late to change
All that's left is to remember
That I haven't been able to remember anything (nothing)