Poemas

Solano of the marshes, you who smooth the sands
You who smooth the sands
Solano of the marshes, you who smooth the sands
And you leave La Raya salty, deserted, and dry
Salty, deserted, and dry
Tell the neighboring winds that there is no way back
Tell the neighboring winds that there is no way back
Everyone who has ever seen
Everyone who has ever seen
The Virgin up close
Cannot turn back, even if times change

They sang to the Virgin, poems
Poems
They sang to the Virgin, poems
They sang to the Virgin, poems
Poems The reeds on the banks of the Quema
The reeds on the banks of the Quema
Time, stop
For the comfort my soul feels is so great
May my longings last eternally

Green expanses, the pines
The pines
Green expanses, the pines
Green expanses, the pines
The pines
And breaking the silence, the trills
And breaking the silence, the trills
Time, stop
For the comfort my soul feels is so great
May my longings last eternally

I knew a path, a long time ago
A long time ago
I knew a path, a long time ago
Without limit or border, without 'plateá' spur
Without 'plateá' spur
With a wooden bridge, the end of your walk
Oh! Ajolí bridge, how it creaked when crossing
Oh! if only I could return
To that time that passed, and those people so sincere
Who taught me to be a pilgrim until I die