Y Vos Adonde Estas
Lisandro Aristimuño
And Where Are You
Something under the river
And it's not the cold that's hurting,
I have hard eyes,
Dry face
And smell of train.
And where are you?
Oh, what a pity of mine,
Left speechless and without eating,
My joy of seeing you well only lasted a day.
And where are you?
Today I didn't see you, I have no faith...
And where are you?
Dusk me, have breakfast with me, unrecognize me
And devastate me to start over,
And when I have nothing to tell you
Don't rush me, so I can hear
My silence; I am a swimmer in the sea of the present,
Dream in the dream of wakefulness
to inhabit you, to inhabit your continent.
I'm not afraid of death
And I am absent from breathing,
My fingers are mute
But none will touch you...you
Today I didn't see you, I have no faith, where are you?
