Mi Semilla
Nicolás Ibarburu
My Seed
Crossing the sea to arrive
To the shore
Disembarking to sow
A seed
Voices that turn into raindrops (they will wet)
Your skin that hides under the salt
And I can't look back anymore
Without turning into stone
And that seed was able to germinate
Where the earth rests
I saw you arrive, illuminate
Yellow light
Imagine, fly over
With your umbrella
I knew like the song of the breeze (you will arrive)
To me like the river reaches the sea
And I can't look back anymore
Without turning into stone
And that seed was able to germinate
Where the earth rests
