Mujeres
Silvio Rodriguez
Women
The woman shook me
Who raised her children
Towards the star of that
Other older mother
And as she picked them up
From the stained dust
To bury them beneath
Her heart
The woman shook me
Of the poet, the leader
Always in the shadow and filling
A vital space
The woman shook me
Who set fire to the trails
Of the invincible mane
Of that German
The girl shook me
Daughter of that fierce continent
Who left her home
For another, of all people
I have been shaken
By a bunch of women
Women of fire
Women of snow
But what has shaken me
Almost to the point of losing my senses
What has shaken me the most
Are your little eyes, my daughter
Are your divine little eyes
But what has shaken me
Almost to the point of losing my senses
What has shaken me the most
Are your little eyes, my daughter
Are your divine little eyes
The woman shook me
Who gave birth to eleven children
In the time of flour
And a kilo of bread
And I watch them harden
Chewing on twigs
She shook me because she was
My grandmother, as well
Women shook me
That history noted among laurels
And other unknown giants
That no book can contain
They have shaken me
