Ay Este Azul
Mercedes Sosa
Oh, This Blue
Oh, this blue
That I want to tell you how it was
At times it stays on my skin
Illustrating that landscape
Oh, this blue
Swallow that returns once again
Playing music in my yesterday's hallway
Waiting for me by boat in the thirst
Oh, this blue
Provincial breaks in my voice
Like an old farewell vidala
Like a brief handful of sun
Oh, this blue
Oh, this blue
Oh, this blue
That has come to initiate me in the light
With bells of wonder perhaps
Inhabiting what never was
Oh, this blue, this blue
It's also a green
Sunshine shining on the fish
With a whistle tangled in the skin
Oh, this blue
Just wants to stay in my voice
Like an elf wetting my back
This blue is a child perhaps