Rosa de Un Día

It's this valley where the stories
End before they finish
It's this time that rains and passes
And is forgotten, like the truth
It's the city where there are no directions
But, anyway, everyone knows the way
And the ghost of an old streetcar
Runs soaked by the cathedral

It's the place where the wind stays
Whistling a night of peace
It's the silence behind the bars
Of the neighborhood of freedom
It's the café that smells like a miracle
The feel of endless afternoons
It's the girl who wakes up sad
Selling kisses in solitude

It is and it isn't, and it's no longer what it was
And it will always be what it never was
It's what I say and it becomes a chimera
It's what counts and what I didn't tell

It's the road where we got lost
And the port to return
It's the color of the savanna oaks
That burst in February and then fade
It's the fate of so many friends
Who sank without reaching the sea
The hope that one day it can happen
And the certainty that it will

And it's so much vague imagery and so much death
And speeches out of place
It's the lie of your presidents
And centuries of need
It's the forgiveness that arrived early
So much innocence that couldn't take it anymore
So much rage that no longer hurts you
Rose of a day that won't die

It is and it isn't, and it's no longer what it was
And it will always be what it never was
It's what I say and it becomes a chimera
It's what counts and what I didn't tell

It is and it isn't, and it's no longer what it was
And it will always be what it never was
It's what I say and it becomes a chimera
It's what counts and what I didn't tell

It's what I say and it becomes a chimera
It's what counts and what I didn't tell