When we hold it in our hands
This wealth is twenty years old
Tomorrows full of promises
When love bends over us
To offer us its sleepless nights
When you see far ahead of you
Laugh at life, embroidered with hope
Rich in joys and madness
You have to drink until the end intoxication
Its youth because all the moments
Our twenty years are numbered
And never again is lost time
Does not face us, it passes
Often in vain we stretch out our hands
And we regret It is too late
On his path nothing stops him
We cannot constantly keep our youth
Before than smile and we leave childhood
Before knowing youth flees from it
It seems so short that we are completely surprised
That before understanding it we leave existence
When we hold in our hands
This wealth is twenty years old
Tomorrows full of promises
When love bends over us
To offer us his sleepless nights
When you see far ahead of you
Laugh at life embroidered with hope
Rich in joys and madness
You have to drink until 'à intoxication
Its youth because all the moments
Our twenty years are counted to us
And never again the time lost
Does not face us he passes
Often in vain we stretch out our hands
And we regret it is too late
On his path nothing stops him
We cannot keep constantly
His youth