Pasarero

Cross this river! What a passerby!
When the moon falls from the sky
And a black veil covers this dream
A dream dreamed, a thirsty dream
Of dawns that keep on growing
With the gentle mirror of the river
And a thousand canoes that it rocks

Cross this river! What a passerby!
Rocking and rocking, sleepy river
Rocking a sunny edge of January
Rocking its song with a voice of sorrow
Sorrow, oh sorrow, the silent sorrow
Sorrow that passes, sorrow that stays
In a whole town that gives and waits

Cross this river! What a passerby!
When dawn breaks, I want to return
And see the day! What a return!
When the moon steals from the river
The mirrored, restless path
And water hyacinths in clean flight
Dress cities in fresh green
Cross this river! What a passerby!
And water hyacinths in clean flight