El Patio De La Nona
Eugenia Quevedo
Grandma's Patio
February brings me back again
To the house that holds her soul
Today, Grandma, I come to sing
I’m dying to see her eyes shine
Today, Grandma, I come to sing
I’m dying to see her eyes shine
Table set under the vine
From early on, we start sipping mate
The patio is all watered down
I want to celebrate her happiness
The patio is all watered down
I want to celebrate her happiness
Come on, Grandma, I want to toast
With my zamba and celebrate
To have her, to be able to sing
Verses that speak of her kindness
That’s why today we sing to her
And wish her a thousand more years
Neighborhood oven that time has marked
So many memories of baking bread
I see her leaning on the counter
Wrapped in a cloak of flour and love
I see her leaning on the counter
Wrapped in a cloak of flour and love
How I wish I could be a child again
And reign my childhood on her lap
Clinging to her apron
Proudly looking into her eyes as she passes
Clinging to her apron
Proudly looking into her eyes as she passes
Come on, Grandma, I want to toast
With my zamba and celebrate
To have her, to be able to sing
Verses that speak of her kindness
That’s why today we sing to her
And wish her a thousand more years
