Canción Para Carito

Sitting alone on a bench in the city
With your gaze remembering the coastline
Your luck wanted to be divided
Half truth, half lie
Like a promised hope for the poor

Walking alone under the gray drizzle
Pretending hard that your life was from here
Because you exchanged a sea of people
For where the flower rules
See that the river never gave away its color

Carito, release your sorrow
Your tear will turn into a diamond between my strings
Carito, release your stone
To fly like the thrush in spring

In Buenos Aires, the shoes are modern
But they don't shine like in a town square
Let your tiny light
Speak secretly to the song
So that the Sun caresses you a little more

Any seed when it becomes a plant wants to see
The same star from that evening
That saved it from the sharp beak
Sheltering it in the dark
From the ravaging seagull of the furrows

Carito, I am your friend
I offer myself as a tree for your nest
Carito, release your song
The fan in my accordion is already waiting