El 9 de Abril

April ninth

It’s a pleasure for me
To have such
Distinguished people in front of me
And with care, I offer my taste
So that you all are pleased
But I hope you forgive me
When you see me lost in thought
Don’t ask me or say anything
Just ask me for songs

My soul responds
To what you all have asked for
My soul responds
To what you all have asked for

Yet I still remain
Focused on my own thoughts

And in my sentimental song
There’s the reflection of a great lily
And in my sentimental song
There’s the reflection of a great lily

I’m sure my friends
Are thinking something else
Maybe they’ll say that if I’m
Singing, I shouldn’t be
Feeling sad. But in a man
There are sorrows that the heart
Allows, and at the party
I took a drink and felt
The joy of the celebration

On the contrary, it’s different
If you’re suffering in silence
On the contrary, it’s different
If you’re suffering in silence

I’m always worried
About what’s going on with me
It’s been two years since I lost
What I had earned in five
I’m always worried
About what’s going on with me
It’s been two years since I lost
What I had earned in five

I’m the river that was born
In the mountains and dried up in summer
I’m the crop that was lost
Due to lack of care
I’m the oriole that fell
Into the cage because of
Innocence
I’m the man
Who, just for being a man
Hasn’t stopped existing

I’m April ninth
I’m February thirteenth
I’m April ninth
I’m February thirteenth

I’m the very memory
Of the one born that day
I’m the word melancholy
Reflected in a good man
I’m the very memory
Of the one born that day
I’m the word melancholy
Reflected in a good man