Ojalá (part. Silvio Rodriguez)

Hopefully the leaves don't touch your body when they fall
So you can't turn them into glass
Hopefully the rain stops being a miracle that falls on your body
Hopefully the moon can rise without you
Hopefully the earth doesn't kiss your steps

Hopefully the constant gaze ends for you
The precise word, the perfect smile
Hopefully something happens that erases you suddenly
A blinding light, a shot of snow
Hopefully at least death takes me
So I don't see you so much, so I don't see you always
In every second, in every vision
Hopefully I can't touch you not even in songs

Hopefully the dawn doesn't scream falling on my back
Hopefully your name is forgotten by that voice
Hopefully the walls don't retain your noise of tired path
Hopefully the desire goes after you
To your old government of the deceased and flowers