El Adivino

Tell me
What's behind the peak, that hill, that suburb,
Tell me if there's a beach, if there's a wall, if there's a sandy area,
Tell me if above the mangrove the mockingbird doesn't sing.

Tell me
What's behind the beach, that wall, that sandy area,
Tell me if there's a strait and the battered ships by the gale.
Don't tell me you don't catch sight of the horizon.

Voilà, I read your name on a sign, and here I am with the need
To survive, to stay standing.
I'll throw a necklace on that chessboard
And by superstition you'll guess, if you have extra love, if you lack faith.

Tell me
What's behind the strait and the battered ships by the gale,
Tell me if there's a country, a hint of roots with a capital,
Tell me if there they don't sing distant songs.

Tell me
What's behind the country, the hint of roots with a capital,
Tell me if there's a peak, if there's a hill, if there's a suburb.
Don't ask for whom the bells toll.