Yuyo Verde
Cacho Castaña
Green Weed
Alley...alley...
Distant, distant...
We were lost hand in hand,
Under a summer sky,
Dreaming in vain...
A streetlight, a gate,
Just like in a tango,
And both of us lost hand in hand,
Under the summer sky
That departed.
Let me cry bitterly
With the old tears of goodbye.
Where the alley disappears
This green weed sprouted
Of forgiveness.
Let me cry and remember you,
Braids that tie me to the gate;
From your country, there's no return
Not even with the green weed
Of forgiveness.
Where have you gone?
Where are you...where are you...
Where are the feathers of my nest,
The emotion of having lived
And that affection...
A streetlight, a gate,
Just like in a tango,
And this crying of mine in my hands
And this summer sky
That departed.
