Mariposa negra

(Song)

Black butterfly that flew, that flew,
leaves a grain of gold with love and without love.
Black butterfly, with the sun, with the sun,
seeks to cast a shadow with love and without love.
Black butterfly, in which abyss, in what pain,
your colorless wings opened, gentle tremor.
Black butterfly, finds no flower, finds no flower,
to perfume the stem of its love, its heartbreak.
Black butterfly that died, that died,
rested on the stone, stayed there, already stayed.
Black butterfly, in which abyss, in what pain,
your colorless wings opened, gentle tremor.
Rested on the stone, stayed there, already stayed.

(Punctuation and versification by Alfredo Zitarrosa)