Lo Que MÁs Quiero
Violeta Parra
What I Want Most
The man I want the most,
has bile in his blood.
He leaves me without his plumage,
knowing it's going to rain. (repeat)
The tree I want the most,
has a hard reason.
I'm deprived of its fine shade,
under the sun's rays. (repeat)
The river I want the most,
cannot be stopped.
With the noise of its waters,
it doesn't hear that I'm thirsty. (repeat)
The sky I want the most,
has started to cloud over.
My eyes are useless,
they are killed by the darkness. (repeat)
Without shelter, without shade,
without water and without light.
It only lacks a knife,
to deprive me of health. (repeat)
The man I want...etc.
