Miguelito, Mi Espíritu Ha Partido a Tiempo

When the summer midday tearing apart,
Reaching up to the capital
No one notices the trees whispering
Their laments to the sea.
Miguelito is at the movies
Watching life die
And an old tale will spin
As soon as the sun's ring keeps turning.
All the kids do all their chores
But Miguelito is no more
No mother, no bones,
In the end, it's all the same here.
Crazy dream of your laughter that escaped without cheating
A great desert does well
Even if the flood takes a whole lifetime to come.
Sweet Miguelito inspired by Aeolus
His manger has a big garden, he thought,
All lit up with clusters and virtues
All with magic and ivory.
Miguelito is awake
He's a wise cherub
And a gazelle left behind
The moon can't find a cry
To break his luck now.
In the whirlwind of ethereal angels
Miguelito departed
There will be no silence for him,
Watching from afar as he passed, he saw the gates of dawn.
My spirit departed long ago
To where an angel is born
The mysteries he carried have dissolved
In the midst of the sun, life's sun.
Coming from a hundred thousand distances
Oh, what beautiful travelers,
The melody that travels with them
Is soon whistled
By the sap of being, being of the dawn.