Mi Primera Cana

In my first gray hair
I found my little piece of sand
Don Joaquín Sabina
And Don Pancho Varona
Cat-like nostalgia
That smells like my cradle
I don’t know if it’s a joke
I don’t know if it overwhelms me

In my first war
I almost saw the stars
But I only saw a sky
Covered in black clouds
I’m left wanting
To reach for the moon
I search for you in my pillow
I lose you in my doubts

As Jack the Ripper said
Let’s take it step by step
I only hear the alarm
And I live in a deep Tuesday
Let’s see what we do
Lately we haven’t looked at each other
And we don’t understand each other
And we don’t ask each other
We just hide away

The tuna fish follows me
I escaped from the slammer
My soul is sweating
Because my veins are burning
Serving my sentence
I’m starving
Dressing my sorrows
With naked words

Then I roll around
On the fine sand of your desert
And then I fool myself
I don’t even know what’s really true
Years will pass and I
Will cling to you like a burning nail
Then I’ll entice you
With this love check
That I write for you

As Jack the Ripper said
Let’s take it step by step