El mar es de llanto [English translation]

Only one time, play a name,

A name that separates itself from the one you're naming.

And you will create it with your hands

At least if you don't stay silent to not see.

And the grassland opens while you watch

And you know that it already contains that light

That you are looking for at the end

And while dying, the heat, you know

That the sea is made of crying.

Only one time, know the birds

And the sky, too, to sail

With your heart as a waterfall

You arrive at the ford of truth.

And the grassland opens while you watch

And you know that it already contains that light

That you are looking for at the end

And while dying, the heat, you know

That the sea is made of crying.

• Artist:Luis Alberto Spinetta
• Album:Silver Sorgo