Cuatro Lineas Para El Cielo
José Feliciano
Four Lines to Heaven
Taking a little boy
Holding him by the hand
He was presented to the sergeant
Who was at his station
The world is lost
He said, astonished
Just seven years old
So young and already a thief
The child meanwhile
Was crying bitterly
And what did he steal?
The authority said
He stole a ball of yarn
The bookseller replied
All these rascals
Should be locked up
Sir, I don't deny it
It's true that I stole
I was so close
To being able to reach
With this kite
To the blue of the sky
There where my mom went
Just yesterday
Don't you see it's a letter
Attached to the kite?
The yarn wasn't enough
I was in a hurry, sir
I didn't think twice
The bookseller was surprised
I swear, sergeant
That's why I was a thief
If they have to take me to prison
I'm sorry for my mother
For that poor letter
That will never arrive
In it, I ask her
Why did she go so far away
Leaving us so alone
Me and my dad
Without saying a word
The sergeant caressed him
And then the bookseller
With tears in his eyes
Putting in his hands
That ball of yarn
Now yes! He said, (sobbing)
Your letter will arrive
