Los Buenos Tiempos [English translation]

The house of my grandparents

in those years of my childhood

I dreamt of so many stories

that they didn't fit in the bed

The story of an English train

that had the region bewitched

Because of the soccer ball

that arrived in those years

The story of an English train

that had the region bewitched

And a game of soccer

that ended in three to two

The train leaves Santa Marta

Ciénaga is sleeping

From Río Frío up to Aracataca

where my grandfather farms

Fundación is already celebrating

The train comes asking to pass

The Valleneta music

can be heard in the distance

"At last, the modern times",

commented the ladies

"Like those that they have in Europe,

that we have been longing for".

For my grandfather it was progress

that lightened the load

And in that iron mule

he was dreaming of other times

For my grandfather it was progress

And that made him happy

Living the bad hours,

he called it the good times

The train departs in the morning

And the entire town is awake

And the Kingbird sings to the wind

announcing the morning.

The snow has cleared

and that made me emotional

It took away the bad hours,

The train of the good times

• Artist:Carlos Vives
• Album:Tengo Fe