Viaje definitivo
Eduardo Gatti
Final Journey
And I will leave, but the birds will stay
Singing, and my garden will remain too
With its green tree, with its water well
The skies will be blue and the bells will ring
Just like they’re ringing this very afternoon
The people who loved me will pass by
And the city will be reborn year after year
But my soul will always wander
In the same corner of my blooming garden
Just like they’re ringing this very afternoon
The people who loved me will pass by
And the city will be reborn year after year
