Era En Abril
Juan Carlos Baglietto
It Was In April
You know brother how sad I am
It has become a flight of trills
And blood the voice
My best dream has shattered
My child has died, my child, my child
My child, brother
The mouth couldn't be filled with voice
Just emptied the belly
Of my sweet love
Huge and blue, life was given to him
He couldn't take it, he couldn't take it
Being so small
I had made him a white song
Of love between a cloud
And a flying fish
I dreamed of him running, covered in sweat
Cheeks full, cheeks full
Of Sun and sweetness
It was in April the warm rhythm
Of my little one dancing
Inside the womb, a meadow in bloom
It was his bed and the navel and the navel
The navel the Sun
Don't look for the best way brother
For I already have a silent soul
To ask God
What do we do now, my sweetness and I
With two full breasts, with two full breasts
Of milk and pain
It was in April the warm rhythm
Of my little one dancing
Inside the womb a meadow in bloom
It was his bed and the navel
And the navel, the navel the Sun
We are thinking, it would be better
To leave as three, to leave as three
Than to stay as two
It was in April the warm rhythm
Of my little one dancing
Inside the womb a meadow in bloom
It was his bed and the navel
And the navel, the navel the Sun
