Ya Va A Volver

It will return,
to clear up this sky
and stop raining,
it will return.
The good idea will banish usurpers
that you saw grow.
it will return.
And not even the dead will scare me
on a night of frights.
We will be able to feel well the aroma
of the flowers in this neighborhood.
Even if your eyes hurt,
and hope blinds,
they will not pray to ask but to thank.
And the fire burning in the street
will slowly go out,
clear water that washes the face to breathe.
They will come,
screaming to come in
from where it was hard for us to leave.
It will return.