Óleo de Una Mujer Con Sombrero
Silvio Rodriguez
Oil Painting of a Woman with a Hat
A woman is lost
Know the delirium and the dust
It has been lost, this beautiful madness
Her brief waist beneath me
It has been lost, my way of loving
It has been lost, my footprint in its sea
I see a light that flickers
And promises to leave us in the dark
I see a dog barking at the moon
With another figure that reminds me
I see more: I see that he did not find me
I see more: I see that it was lost
An unspeakable woman
Run away like a seagull
And I quickly dry my boots
I curse a note and turn off the clock
May love take care of me
That I can sing your song
Cowardice is a matter
Of men, not of lovers
Cowardly loves do not become loves
Not even stories, they stay there
Not even memory can save them
Not even the best speaker conjugate
a woman with a hat
Like a painting by old Chagall
Corrupting to the center of fear
And I, who am not good, started to cry
But then he cried for me
And now I cry to see her die
But then he cried for me
And now I cry to see her die
