| By the soft sand that the sea laps
|
| her little trace of her does not return anymore,
|
| a path only of sorrow and silence arrived
|
| to deep water.
|
| A path alone of mute sorrows came
|
| up to the foam.
|
| God knows what anguish accompanied you
|
| that old sorrows silenced your voice
|
| to lie down lulled in the song
|
| of sea shells.
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| The song that sings in the dark background
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| from the sea the conch.
|
| You leave Alfonsina with your loneliness,
|
| What new poems did you go to look for?
|
| An ancient voice of wind and salt
|
| it requires your soul
|
| and he's wearing it
|
| and you go there as in a dream,
|
| asleep, Alfonsina, dressed as a sea.
|
| Five little mermaids will take you
|
| along paths of algae and coral
|
| and phosphorescent seahorses will do
|
| a round by your side.
|
| And the inhabitants of the water will play
|
| soon by your side.
|
| Lower the lamp for me a little more,
|
| let me sleep nurse in peace
|
| And if he calls, don't tell him I'm here
|
| tell him that Alfonsina is not coming back.
|
| And if he calls, never tell him I'm here,
|
| Say I'm gone
|
| You leave Alfonsina with your loneliness,
|
| What new poems did you go to look for?
|
| An ancient voice of wind and salt
|
| it requires your soul
|
| and he's wearing it
|
| and you go there as in a dream,
|
| asleep, Alfonsina, dressed as a sea.
|
| Alfonsina and the sea
|
| By the soft sand that the sea laps
|
| her little trace of her does not return anymore,
|
| a path only of sorrow and silence arrived
|
| to deep water.
|
| A path alone of mute sorrows came
|
| up to the foam.
|
| God knows what anguish accompanied you
|
| that old sorrows silenced your voice
|
| to lie down lulled in the song
|
| of sea shells.
|
| The song that sings in the dark bottom of the sea
|
| the snails.
|
| You leave Alfonsina with your loneliness,
|
| What new poems did you go to look for?
|
| An ancient voice of wind and salt
|
| it requires your soul and is carrying it
|
| and you go there as in a dream,
|
| asleep, Alfonsina, dressed as a sea.
|
| Five little mermaids will take you
|
| along paths of algae and coral
|
| and phosphorescent seahorses will do
|
| a round by your side.
|
| And the inhabitants of the water will play
|
| soon by your side.
|
| Lower the lamp for me a little more,
|
| let me sleep nurse in peace
|
| And if he calls, don't tell him I'm here
|
| tell him that Alfonsina is not coming back.
|
| And if he calls, never tell him I'm here,
|
| Say I'm gone
|
| You leave Alfonsina with your loneliness,
|
| What new poems did you go to look for?
|
| An ancient voice of wind and salt
|
| it requires your soul and is carrying it
|
| and you go there as in a dream,
|
| asleep, Alfonsina, dressed as a sea. |