¿Qué hago ahora?
Silvio Rodriguez
What do I do now?
Where do I put what I found
in the streets, the books, the night,
the faces in which I have searched for you?
Where do I put what I found
in the earth, in your name, in the Bible,
in the day that I finally found you?
What do I say to death, so often called
to my side that, in the end, has become my sister?
What do I say to the empty glory of being alone,
making myself sad, making myself the wolf?
What do I say to the dogs that went with me
during lost nights of being without friends?
What do I say to the moon that I believed was a companion
of nights and nights without being true?
What do I do now with you?
The doves that go to sleep in the parks
no longer talk to me.
What do I do now with you?
Now that you are the moon, the dogs,
the nights, all the friends.
