Alfonsina y el mar (english)

By the white sand that takes the sea
her little footprit in the sand don't return anymore
a footpath of sadness and silence
came until deep water
a footpath of silent sorrow
came until the foam

only God knows how desperate you were,
how many pain lived in you
to sleep tight in the chant
of conches
the song that it sang
in the deep sea

you're gone, Alfonsina, with your solitude
What poems are you going to find?
an old voice of the wind and salt
breaks your heart and it's calling you
and you go there like if you were dreaming
Alfonsina, sea's dressed

five mermaids will drive you
by algaes and coralline roads
and phosphorecent sea horses
will enlace you
the sea's habitants are going to play
sooner with you
get the lamp a Little more
let me sleep in peace
but if he call my name, don't tell him I'm here
tell him that Alfonsina won't return
but if he call my name, don't tell him never I'm here
say him I'm gone