We wanted to change the world,
because we didn't agree,
like almost no one else,
at least that's what I hope.
We wanted so many things,
that we always delayed them,
substituting them for others,
of which we are now slaves.
Now that the year is ending,
and another little of us,
it escapes us,
it is time to renew,
the unfulfilled promises.
We wanted to go to the south,
to the sun that warms the most,
br/>play rancheras and tangos and blues,
mixed in sea and tequila,
and finish each drink,
believing ourselves to be immortal,
and that only the years will pass for the rest.
Now that the year is ending,
and another little of us,
is slipping away from us,
it is time to renew,
unfulfilled promises.