One time

¿Hay un tiempo para todo? ¿Hay tiempo para todo?
Cuando llega la primavera a mí me hierve la sangre y no quiero que se me escape nada.

Este año se me llena el pecho con la luz de los colores de las vidrieras, con las corcheas del organista del puente, con el olor de los libros de segunda mano y los sabores de los cortos que siempre se alargan.
Y es que quiero conocer más desconocidos, dar abrazos, espantar palomas.

Este abril de verano yo no pudo pasármelo en una habitación sin luz.

And a time to every purpose under heaven




To everything - turn, turn, turn.
There is a season - turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.

A time to be born, a time to die.
A time to plant, a time to reap.
A time to kill, a time to heal.
A time to laugh, a time to weep.

To everything - turn, turn, turn.
There is a season - turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.

A time to build up, a time to break down.
A time to dance, a time to mourn.
A time to cast away stones.
A time to gather stones together.

To everything - turn, turn, turn.
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven.

A time of love, a time of hate.
A time of war, a time of peace.
A time you may embrace.
A time to refrain from embracing.

To everything - turn, turn, turn.
There is a season - turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.

A time to gain, a time to lose.
A time to rend, a time to sew.
A time for love, a time for hate.
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late!