Barrio Reo

Old neighborhood of my dreams
The one with identical shacks
Like the gales to you
Pain whipped me
Today I find you aged
But always so cheerful
Beautiful neighborhood, and what am I
Thirty years and look
Look how old I am!

My criminal neighborhood
My old love
Listen to the chirping
I am your singer
Listen to the plea
Of the nightingale
Who now that he is blind
Sings better
I sought fortune
And found a crucible
Silver of the Moon
And gold of the Sun
Nest warmth
I come to seek
I am surrendered
From loving so much

Reus neighborhood, open field
Of my first wanderings
In my book of hopes
You are the best page
You were cradle and will be tomb
Of my lyrical sorrows
You gave your singer
The soul of a thrush
That died of love