Cuando Yo Me Vaya

When I go looking for silence
My noble guitar will not be left alone
And then my name will wander in the night
Among the singers of the late-night gatherings

When I go away, my song will remain
Floating in the soul of some girl
And with the salty taste of her tears
It will slowly die by dawn

And then my name will be left in silence
Among those things that belong to memory
Slowly dying, through time
What simply were always dreams

When I go away, they will see me again
Among the songs of those who sing
Things of life, full of tenderness
Full of joy, faith, and hopes

And then the verse of my new son
Will come renewing the old word
Telling the reason for my gray bohemia
Of wanting to put strings on my soul

When I go away, there will be no unfinished verse
Nor will there be tears, only songs
If my son laughs, if my son sings
My noble guitar will not be left alone
Nothing will change when I go away