Silvio Rodriguez
Miscellaneous
Si Seco Un Llanto
One day, by the sea,
the saddest song
he heard a soul cry its pain,
and for the soul the tune was vibrating, moved and gentle, amazed. What a shame you are crying -the song told him-
that you have changed my heart into grace?
What good is virtue to me
-a sob responded-
virtue, if I don't have a beautiful song?
I suspect that today I am beginning to be a song.
And I have the impression
that I will be your sun
if I manage to be your song.
I suspect that today I am beginning to be song,
if I dry a cry.
One day, by the sea,
a soul found its voice
and a tune found its reason.
It was the day in that was born
the bewitched truth:
the melody and the soul in love.
The soul with song
illuminated its home,
and the song with soul took flight.
Since then the two
lived more slowly,
despite their time and space.
I suspect that today I am beginning to be a song.
And I have the impression
that I will be your sun
if I manage to be your song.
I suspect that today I begin to be a song,
if I dry up a cry.

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