Rin Del Angelito
Violeta Parra
Angel's Rhyme
He's already going to the heavens
That beloved little angel
To pray for his grandparents
For his parents and siblings
When one dies in the flesh
The soul seeks its place
Inside a poppy
Or inside a little bird
The earth is waiting for him
With its heart open
That's why the little angel
Seems to be awake
When one dies in the flesh
The soul seeks its center
In the brightness of a rose
Or a new little fish
In his little earth crib
A bell will lull him
While the rain cleans
His face in the morning
When one dies in the flesh
The soul seeks its target
In the mystery of the world
That has opened its window
The joyful butterflies
To see the beautiful little angel
Around his cradle
Walk around him slowly
When one dies in the flesh
The soul goes straight
To greet the moon
And on the way, the little star
Where did his grace go
Where did his sweetness go
Why does his body fall
Like a ripe fruit
When one dies in the flesh
The soul seeks in the heights
The explanation of his life
Cut so abruptly
The explanation of his death
Imprisoned in a tomb
When one dies in the flesh
The soul remains dark
