33 años (en inglés)

Between nostalgia and nostalgia
Between your life and mine
Between the night and the dawn
The days go passing by

Who doesn’t remember that age
When reaching sixteen
When we want to be
A little older

And who doesn’t want to hide
A little of yesterday
When you start to find
Some wrinkles on your skin

Thirty-three years
Nothing more, it’s half a life
Thirty-three years
That go by so quickly

Thirty-three years
Of loving who you wanted to
Thirty-three years
Who would have thought it

Sometimes I look back
With the nostalgia that
Makes one remember that age
When you play to win And today if I want to bet
I have so much to lose
And that love has an age
Although you don’t believe it

Thirty-three years
Nothing more, it’s half a life
Thirty-three years
That go by so quickly

Thirty-three years
Of loving who you wanted to
Thirty-three years
Who would have thought it