Equipaje

I

Because it remains valid,
playing in my soul,
the innocent presence
of my childhood years.
Stirring everything up,
my loves, my desires
and arranging in its way,
my ambition, my hope.
Because I had a friend
who left with the dawn.
He flew with me
sharing the wings.
Endearing landscape
of beloved things.
My song, my baggage,
are experiences of the soul.

II

I found in my life,
the missing half
and it's my one-way journey,
my fold, my abode,
my best mischief,
my sermon, my alibi,
my eagerness for adventure,
my most faithful comrade.
Because I have always had
the serene gaze,
of what I have achieved
I am my own patron.
Because I pay the toll
that fame demands of me.
My song, my baggage,
are experiences of the soul.

III

When my time comes,
the final, the supreme,
I will sing as I do now,
because it's worth it,
without any makeup,
with my remaining calm,
my song, my baggage,
my experiences of the soul.