La Serafina
Los Nocheros
The Seraphina
The seraphina has things happen to her
Slow walk to the tilián
Some to remember them
The others better to keep quiet
For the carnival time
In half-voiced couplets
With a box in hand they saw her pass.
A flower like that is not everywhere
To find it you have to walk
Those who went through Chicoana
What a pleasure they could have
To see her scatter
As if they were coins
The crumbs from her apron.
Seraphina, Seraphina
What moons did you go to seek
Crescent like your soul
Waning like your walk
It turns into a poncho of light
That is born in the darkness
She went inside crying the tilián.
In the Southern Cross the wind crosses itself
And rests the prayer
To accompany her in her prayers
That enlarges her heart
Tomorrow you have to wake up early
The furrow facing the sun
Does not even forgive age.
Serafina Báez said nothing
Slowly her voice fell silent
Water from springs
Wanting to put out the sun
Little arm of a cardinal
Her chest burning with love
Bronze skin, the night opened up.
Seraphina, Seraphina
What moons did you go to seek
Crescent like your soul
Waning like your walk
It turns into a poncho of light
That is born in the darkness
She went inside crying the tilián.
