El Arroyito
Mario Luis
The Little Stream
Dawn broke...
and I found that you embarked on a long journey
my heart escaped from your luggage
if it stayed, it was to fill me with memories.
Dawn broke...
and the old rooster that used to sing at the window
today didn't sing because you didn't open the morning
and even the wind turned back because you weren't there.
You are the little stream that bathes my cabin
you are the negative of the picture of my soul,
you are blessed water that grows in my crops
you are that little ray that warms me in my nest.
Dusk fell...
and the heart silently opens its album
an accordion is imprinting memories on it
and also composing a song for you to return.
Dusk fell...
and the clarity of my cabin is fading away
I don't feel light in the corners of my soul
because I no longer have everything you gave me.
You are the little stream that bathes my cabin
you are the negative of the picture of my soul,
you are blessed water that grows in my crops
you are that little ray that warms me in my nest.
I just want to be the owner of your love
I just want to be the owner of your laughter,
to find you and return your heart
and have you accompany me for the rest of my life.
You are the little stream that bathes my cabin
you are the negative of the picture of my soul,
you are blessed water that grows in my crops
you are that little ray that warms me in my nest.