Come sit by my side Lydia, on the bank of the river.
Calmly let us watch it flowing and learn
That life is passing, and we are not holding hands.
(Let us hold hands.)
Let us stop holding hands, for it is not worth tiring ourselves.
Whether we enjoy or not, we pass with the river.
Better to know how to pass silently
And without great disquiet.
Let us love calmly, thinking that we could,
If we would, exchange kisses and embraces and caresses,
But that it is better to sit beside each other
Hearing the river flow and seeing it.