Adoquines En Tu Cielo, Rosario

Cobblestones in your sky
And a streetcar stuck in the river
The past frozen
In your name as a woman
Rosario, you're like a girlfriend we once had
In a port where we wanted to be the captain

Emigrants and exiles
Stowaways biting dust in mailboxes
The future slips away
In the hands of your past
Rosario, you have the body of a lover
That one feels still enjoys
Even though afraid of aging

On your coast of sirens
Confused Ulysses gasp for air
Your looted present begs for bread to grow
Rosario, you've dressed as a mother
Who cooks what's left
To keep from fading away
Rosario, you're going to be that woman
That no man can dominate
With a stick or even two

Rosario
You're like those fillies
That calm down when they feel
That they're treated with love
Cobblestones in your sky
Cobblestones in your sky