Moneda Corriente
Estelares
Common Currency
I've run so much that in truth
I ran out of air and stars
A fine rain saw the arrival
Of the wicked spring fever
As if without air I go
As if without air thinking ra-ta-ta
An old friend cushioned
The imminent fall on the sidewalk
You saw me dressed in love
Crossing the Andes on Christmas Eve
And you hugged me faithfully
And amidst sobs you said
I wish to live under the sun with you
But they have gone, my dear
The good days have ended
It's common currency in my life
Empty hours wander
Around your light and my end
They say it's not easy to see
The moon fall on your back
Or perhaps see your back run
Behind me, like a stranger
Like a stranger I go
Like a stranger thinking
I hope you don't hold a grudge against me
A ticket to a happy city
Where there are marquees and stars
A sweet breeze will bring us
The precious spring snow
But they have gone, my dear
The good days have ended
It's common currency in my life
