My child, the river goes,
passes under the bridge and goes,
look carefully at your image:
tomorrow it will change.
My child, what are you doing?
What do you hope for? to stop?
Take one day after another
without haste and in humility.
And tomorrow will come,
and tomorrow will come,
and tomorrow will come,
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My child, the time is yours,
it's not what you think,
see, the clouds are returning
with yesterday's days.< br/>My child don't turn around,
every day is like a flower,
be kind when picking it
and you'll see it won't die.
And tomorrow will come,
and tomorrow will come,
and tomorrow will come,
and tomorrow will come.
Nine months, a long time to spend
to smile at the color of your eyes,
see you grow your body inside his,
and tomorrow will come...
Nine months, a long day to spend,
cross the whole sea to be able to
embrace your hands and his shoulders,
and tomorrow will come...