Homenaje Alfredo Zitarrosa

If you knew, with what affection they carried you
It made you want to die your death
To feel for once
That popular caress
The most heartfelt and spontaneous

They carried your death, ahead
Because they had agreed without more signs
Than the pain that united them
Serious matter

It was a river of people, silent
I tell you so you know
You who always thought
Little of yourself

That town that carried you that afternoon
Fights its battle every day
Even in three jobs, working
And the one who fights so hard for life
Today leaves his job
Leaves his house
Shakes himself, to mourn your death, ahead
In a suit, tie, and well-groomed

And today more serious than ever
For these things happen only once
And to very few
Several days after your death
I know you are serene, levitating
Forever installed in the memory
Of the town you loved so much

The humble singers of this humble town
Greet you with respect, moved