Al final de este viaje en la vida [English translation]

At the end of this journey in life

our swollen bodies will remain,

swollen leading to death, to hate, to the shore.

At the end of this journey in life

our trace, inciting to live, will remain

or at least that's why I'm here.

We are the future's ancient history,

we are the remote annals of mankind.

These years are the sky's past,

these years are some kind of agility,

with which the sun draws you in the hereafter.

These years are the truth or the end, they are God.

We, the ones who can smile

among the death in the sunlight, remain.

At the end of this journey in life

a cure made of time and love will remain,

a gauze pad that covers an old pain.

At the end of this journey in life

our bodies lying in the sunshine,

just like white sheets after making love, will remain.

At the end of this journey there's the horizon,

at the end of this journey we will part again,

at the end of this journey a new path starts,

another nice road to follow

barefooted, counting sand grains,

at the end of this journey you and me, intact.

We, the ones who can smile

among the death in the sunlight, remain.