Santa Lucía

I met her at Santa Lucia station
She watched my performance very sadly
As she was leaving, I said: Black girl, I have a tail
If you come with me, I'll find a much better excuse

And we walked to the bench in a square they call Brazil
It wasn't so far to wake up from a dream, to survive
And we stayed silent for so long, not knowing what to say
A dog barked at us and we burst into a futile laugh

I met her at Santa Lucia station
She watched the buses full of the terminal
I said: Black girl, let's go south, let's go to Valdivia
She said: Okay, I have nothing to lose, we must try

And without thinking we settled in Niebla, sorry, in Los Molinos
We couldn't have a simpler life
I was undoing songs, she was making necklaces every week
Smoking, we passed the time and unintentionally stopped working

On a stormy night
She said: Black man, I can't take it anymore
It was all a game and I know it's bad to play
I just wanted to experience
I'm tired of so much blues, I'm tired of the southern cold
Keep your little songs, without money we don't pay the light

I met her at Santa Lucia station
She gave me her love, she gave me her sex, she gave me her rice
She slammed the door on my beliefs, on my ribs
She seriously said that love can't be saved without money
She seriously said that love can't be saved without money
She seriously said that love can't be saved without money
Love can't be saved
Love can't be saved
Love can't be saved