Carito

Sitting alone
on a bench in the city

with your gaze
remembering the coast
your luck wanted to be split
half truth, half lie
giving hope to the poor
promised...

Walking alone
under the gray drizzle
feeling hard
that your luck was from here
why did you exchange a sea of people
for where the flower rules?
look at that river
never gave away its color...
Carito
release your sorrow
may your tear turn into a diamond
between my strings
Carito
release your stone
to fly like the thrush
in spring...

In Buenos Aires
the shoes are modern
but they don't shine
like in a small town square
let your little brightness
speak secretly
to the song
so that the sun shines a little more on you

Any seed
when it becomes a plant wants to see
the same star
from that sunset
that saved it from the sharp beak
sheltering it in the dark
from the seagull
ravaging the furrows

Carito
I am your friend
I offer you a tree
for your nest
Carito
release your song
the fan
in my accordion
is waiting for it