La Casa de La Esquina
Vivir Quintana
The House on the Corner
It was in that house on the corner
The one with iridescent bricks
The one with bougainvillea flowers
Where life found me
I spent the most beautiful afternoons
Among cotton parcels
In every moon of my childhood
I left a song hanging
Lemon, sugar, and watermelon
Before autumn, it was a delicacy
When I remember that life, I feel like crying
The perfect music always played around the table and my dad listened
While counting the stars with magical certainty, my mom's voice was heard
And my brothers with their laughter gave magic to that place
When I remember that life, I feel like crying
I never forget my land
My friends and their ways
If I were to fall into another sky, let them bring me back to my home
I left Galeanas Street
The voice of the wind called me
I fell in love with a guitar
With its path and its voice
The perfect music always played around the table and my dad listened
While with magical certainty, counting the stars, my mom's voice was heard
And my brothers with their laughter gave magic to that place
When I remember Coahuila, I feel like crying
When I remember that life, I feel like crying
