Niña
Soema Montenegro
Girl
Tells restless stories
With all her chameleon tongue
She travels an uneasy path
Opens her wings like a nightingale
Nests all her treasures
Under the tree and the sparrow
Dreams sincere dreams
Under a sky of liberation
No one can tell you
Girl, that you're restless
Put on your white dress
And comb your hair
Look with restless eyes
From the top of the heart
Touch with restless hand
Lick her wound like a feline
Travels with a serene soul
Knocks down walls with all her love
No longer fears the night
Or the sound of silence
No one can tell you
Girl, that you're restless
Put on your white dress
And comb your hair
