Las Décimas
La Trampa
The Tenth
My guitar is the key
From this subtle labyrinth
And no matter how different you think
Only with her you get out
The instrument already knows
With which string should it vibrate?
And when to even remain silent
So as not to attract attention
If the intention is different
Of the one who has come to sing
Void, null, dissolved
And forever worthless
This is how I declare the pain
From which I am resolved today
I don't even expect the change
It's a matter of dignity
I prefer lightness
Walking without a cross on my shoulders
And so on my ruins
I declare my freedom
I am like the native mountain
More than firewood and fruit tree
More than commercial value
More than just farmland
I twist and survive
And I grow in my own intention
Thorns for the thief
Fruit and flower to whoever asks for it
Such a murderous rampage
Encourage my insurrection
I will retire on time
I know how to keep your secrets
Tenth that I respect you
That I respect and admire you
The sigh hangs from a thread
From adolescent love
The one people forget
That has already lost its value
To give everything, for love
Without getting lost in the current
To give everything, for love
Without getting lost in the current