Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day / You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way / Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town / Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain / You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today / And then one day you find ten years have got behind you / No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking / And racing around to come up behind you again / The sun is the same in the relative way, but you’re older / Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time / Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines / Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way / The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say
Home, home again / I like to be here when I can / And when I come home cold and tired / Its good to warm my bones beside the fire / Far away across the field / The tolling of the iron bell / Calls the faithful to their knees / To hear the softly spoken magic spells
PINK FLOYD (1973) - TIME
pa cuando algo en castellano viejo? déjese de embromar con ese idioma de mierda!! (linglé no me va!)