Para Carla Moriana

(Song)

Sweet little girl asleep
Who will you dream of?
Your face lit up
Who will you look at?

I know that for you life
is to take and take
I want to know who looks at you
and what things they give you.

Thick and heavy tangle
your hair too
has fallen asleep on the pillow
a stream of honey.

Under your head
like a soft quilt
it puts on your humble beauty
a violent color.

Little Carla Moriana
I wish I could
be your father and your mother
and be born again.

When I see you dreaming
I wish to know
if someone is falling in love with you
like with a woman.

Your trembling mouth
utters voiceless words
who are you talking to
maybe to your god.

If you were listening
to my poor song
I would say you were playing
with my heart.

Sweet little girl asleep
Who will you dream of?
Your face lit up
Who will you look at?

(The punctuation is by Alfredo Zitarrosa)