Palabras Para Mi Hija

Daughter, if I fall on the way,
Death is a roll...
Daughter, I ask you one thing...
Take care of my guitar

She was everything in my life,
Girlfriend of my long nights
With her I went on the road
To fill myself with magic
With her I won the absence
Knowing that you missed me

But upon returning
I put stars on your pillow
I went from boy to man
Won and lost a thousand battles
Little pawn of few letters,
She was my book and my classroom

Walking the roads
I cried remembering you
And in some distant place
She comforted me
She kept me from sad wine
So I wouldn't get drunk
And drank in my joys
The wine of distances

With her I dressed your body
Painted your house white
With her I bought you a book
To open a window for you

Daughter... if I walked in silence
You didn't lack my word
I learned that in silences
The being finds calm
This I learned in the fields
In the nights of the pampas
Listening to the river sing
Without saying a word

Between your world and mine
There is a world of distance
Where my world ends
Yours of hope begins
Time is not seen
But it is felt on the back
I go towards the night
For you, the dawn begins

Of material things
I leave you little or nothing
Fair won't be much,
Won't be extra but it's enough

I leave you a straight path
In money, not a debt
I paid all the bills
That life charged me
I forgave and was forgiven
With that, that's enough and it's enough

Neither more nor less than anyone
Doubting I will enter nothingness
That's why I want to ask you
Don't cry, don't cry when I go
Think that I went on a trip
With a book and the guitar
And that I will take a long time to return
Because this tour is very long

If you want to pray for me
Daughter, sing, sing
Absence is less absence
With a song in the soul
When I leave, I ask you for little,
Or rather, almost nothing
Daughter, daughter, I only ask you
To take care of my guitar.