Julio Iglesias
Miscellaneous
33 Years (33 Years)
Between a departure and an arrival,
with joy and melancholy,
always waiting for the dawn,
Life slips away.
Who doesn't remember the age of too easy loves?
She's expecting a child, who knows.
The first fears arise.
And the years never pass
almost a cyclist going uphill:
burning the best you have,
then the most daring descent.
Thirty-three years...
Not much more than half a lifetime.
Thirty-three years,
but I didn't understand you.
Thirty-three years...
I give everything I can give.
Thirty-three years ...
Now I also know how to love.
Headfirst you go down;
there is no longer any need to pedal.
A year is worth more,
he who can go back is back!
Now the rule from
present against past,
and is that love has an age ...
Love has its time numbered.
Thirty-three years...
A little more than half a life.
Thirty-three years,
but I didn't understand you.
Thirty-three years...
Everything if I can give.
Thirty-three years...
Now I also know how to love!

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