El Surco
Chabuca Granda
The Furrow
Inside an open furrow I saw germinate
A star of infinite loneliness
And with a basket I saw it water
With water from a stream of darkness
Oh, the sowing went to waste
And the water from the stream started to flow
The star likes clarity
And the water of the stream likes freedom
The star didn't bear fruit, it went to shine
And the water of the stream went to take care of it
In a sad hour, I wanted to sing
And within my song, I wanted to scream
And within my scream, I wanted to cry
But I only sing to keep quiet
Oh, the hour I went to sing
Oh, the hour I went to scream
If screaming makes you cry to keep quiet
And my thirsty glass doesn't reach the sea
Oh, the hour I went to sing
Oh, the hour I went to scream
And so the star went to its clarity
And so the stream went to its freedom
The time didn't come for it to shine
The time didn't come for it to shine
To shine
