La Calladita
Melania Pérez
The Quiet One
They called me quiet
The countrymen of my town
And I accompany sorrows
Only if they keep asking me
The tarucas taught me
To listen when the wind speaks
Because quietly
Secrets will be telling me
Fisherman of the backwaters
Asleep with silence
Dies for the voice of the water
When the mystery enchants
Redemption of my elders
Quietly springs in the mountain
I want to ask you, my song
To keep the names inside
Peasant of my land
Who swallows grievances
Tell your crops
What reveals your dreams
Dawned guitarist
Your song remains silent
If it's about wine
Trembling with alcohol your pulse
Slow passage of the years
Is silencing me
I hear death whispering
That seeks to take everything
Redemption of my elders
Quietly springs in the mountain
I want to ask you, my song
To keep the names inside
