El encuentro
Victor Jara
The Encounter
The street feels narrow to me
with the joy I have,
without having imagined it,
my love, I find you.
Going back and forth fighting
for the most beloved things
even though it wore out our hands
it leaves life open for us.
Why keep rolling
like a stone into the void,
I learned that by walking
I can conquer what's mine.
Now, my love,
with this immense joy
I don't separate from you
even though the street is narrow.
