Caminando

Walking, you learn in life
Walking, you know what it is
Walking, the wound heals
Walking, leaving yesterday behind

In Puerto Rico, in Panama
In Colombia or in New York
He who doesn't live, doesn't taste
The flavor that love gives

Walking, I stumbled a thousand times
Walking, and never stopped
Walking, between laughter and pains
Walking, forward and with faith

With time, I understood
That life offers everything
That nothing erases the memory
Of what one walked

Walking, looking at a star
Walking, hearing a voice
Walking, following the trail
Walking, another path
Walking, seeking life
Walking, seeking love
Walking, healing the wound
Walking, leaving the pain behind