La Madrugada

La Madrugada

Music: Ángel Maffia
Lyrics: Cátulo Castillo

The night spins in the schedule
of the sleepless and sad
clock of the bell tower.
Rolls around the pain of a trainway,
that solitary wears
of blue melancholy…
And a ghost in the mist
engulfs with fine
penumbra the café.
The night cries its agony.
What do I look for?… where I go?…
I don’t know… I don’t know…
Will it be the sad and far
Margot, that was
like a light in my shadows?
Maybe its her old window?
Maybe its her voice that calls me?
Will it be the defeated friend
that just yesterday
gave me a hug, crying?
I don’t know what I am looking for without cease,
that in your penumbra I may find…

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August 24th, 2016

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