Cuando Me Muera Quiero
León Gieco
When I Die I Want
When I die, I want
some wide smiles
and a gentle scattering of my ashes
free at last in the wind.
When I die, I want
just a few lovers
who will hold in their hands
some of my dreams
just for a moment.
When I die, I want
a wandering friend
who, to the beat of their heart,
will guide their steps behind the wind.
When I die, I want
to be reborn in someone
and in a meadow or under a cherry tree,
the eternal wanderer decides.
