La gota de rocío
Silvio Rodriguez
The dewdrop
The dewdrop
fell from the sky
and in it my love
washed her face.
But it was so early
that the sun didn't come out
and the hands
and cheeks of my love froze.
I thought the stars
were going to look for her
and that on her beautiful face
they started to play
she said: I'm cold,
bring me warmth
and I went with such vigor
that I lit up her heart
and while I was kissing her
she said in a tremble:
this is what was missing
for the sun to come out.
Oh, dewdrop
don't stop falling
so that my love
always wants to keep me.
