Canción de las simples cosas [English translation]

One says goodbye, imperceptibly, to small things

The same way as a tree

In autumn, runs out of leaves

In the end, the sadness it's the slow death of the simple things

Those simple things that stay hurting your heart

One always comes back

To the old places where one loved the life

And then one understands

How absent the beloved things are

For that, boy, don't leave now, dreaming with the return

For love is simple

And the simple things get devoured by the time

Delay yourself here, in the big light of this midday

Where you will find, with the bread, the table set in the sun

For that, boy, don't go leave now

Dreaming with the return

For love is simple

And the simple things get devoured by the time

One always comes back

To the old places where one loved the life

Delay yourself here, in the big light of this midday

Where you will find, with the bread, the table set in the sun

For that, boy, don't go leave now

Dreaming with the return

For love is simple

And the simple things get devoured by the time

One always comes back

To the old places where one loved the life

• Artist:Mercedes Sosa