La Fabula Del Grillo Y El Mar

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I am the man who came to sing
Sometimes my voice gets lost in the night
Sometimes people come to listen
I'm going to ask you at this moment
to lend me your attention for a while
so that what I say with this song
won't be just words in the wind
I'm going to tell you a story, a tale
The fable of the cricket and the sea
The fable, the fable
The fable of the cricket and the sea
He lived in a clearing in the forest
in the shade of an immortal ceiba tree
a cricket that came out at night
to go sing in the wheat field
Because there the singing crickets gathered
to show their ability
And ours sang with the others
The choirs in accordance with the seasons
The fable, the fable
The fable of the cricket and the sea
And his friends told him
You sing very well, you should try
to sing to something bigger than the field
Why not sing to the sea?
And one day he decided to follow the advice
And dreams of glory filled his nights
And since then he chose, to avoid getting cold
to close all the buttons of his coat
The fable, the fable
The fable of the cricket and the sea
And one day our friend finally reached the sea
And spent hours singing to it
But the sea roared and roared
even seeing the cricket in front of it
And the singer was left voiceless by night
as sometimes I tend to be
Because sometimes the cricket in the story is me
Guess who
Who is the sea?