Cisne Cuello Negro

There is no black lake
There is a white lake, there is a white lake
There is an immense lake full of mud, full of mud
There is no black silence, nor white crying, nor white crying
There is only silence and crying, silence and crying
There is no black field, there is a white field, there is a white field

There is an immense field to sow it, to sow it
There is no black groan, nor white song, nor white song
There is only groaning and singing, groaning and singing, laralaaa
Black neck swan, White neck swan
That hurt each other
That kiss each other
Joy and crying

There is no black sky, there is a white sky, there is a white sky
There is an immense sky to look at, to look at
There is no black path, nor white plain, nor white plain
There is only path and plain, path and plain
There is no black world, there is a white world, there is a white world
There is an immense world that must be taken care of, that must be taken care of

There is no black road, nor white step, nor white step
There is only road and step, road and step, larala
Black neck swan, White neck swan
That love each other
That deny each other
Joy and crying
Black neck swan, White neck swan