Durazno Sangrado

Early the peach
Fell from the tree
Its skin was pink
Golden from the Sun

And upon seeing itself
In the luck
Of every fruit tree
At the edge of a river
Its faith made it arrive

They say in this valley
Peaches belong to the elves

Some time passed
In the same place
Until one good day
It started to listen
To a melody
Very sad from the south
That was crying
From its core

Who sings is your pit
For your body finally has a soul
And if your being bursts
It will be a heart that bleeds
And the song you hear
Your body will open with the dawn

The January breeze
Reached the shore
The night of time
Its hours fulfilled
And upon the arrival of dawn
The pit sang
Splitting the peach
That fell into the river

And the split peach
Is now bleeding under the water