El Tren Que Pasa

Well, the girl says goodbye
and her hair is wet
she delivered on a bullfighter's cape
the last unexplored corner
of her body
the gardener also says goodbye
and cuts the last roses saying:
I will toast when these flowers
are in your vase
the priest also has a cape
even says goodbye
life is not a game
nor is it a vase, and it caught fire
no one noticed the absence
of the eminence or the girl
the gardener who woke up early
cut the stems of the daisies
and left looking south) repeat]
looking for summer
no one wasted time finding out
if he left to stay
or if he was looking for emotions
that's how things are
it's the change of seasons
it's the passing train
it's the passing train
passes by the door
of the people's house
who are not at home
and through the window a girl
who waves goodbye is no longer there
and in her place there is an empty seat
the gardener says goodbye to the thorns
every rosebush is the same
they hurt the fingers
I am a gardener
I saw all these flowers born
but I don't have vases at home