Barrio viejo

Streets where my beautiful neighborhood rose,
streets that keep my memories of yesterday;
I return the same as a lark,
bringing in my songs
the echoes of the fronds.
I want you not to forget that I brought back
all the happiness you made me enjoy.
That's why when I arrive,
I would like to leave
the joy of my singing.

I return to the foot of your window
to evoke the mornings
when I felt happy
when a melodious singer
interrupted the rest
of the woman I loved.
Today, as I roam your streets
I want to fill myself with love
under the stream of splendors
That have made you dazzle.

Neighborhood that I have never been able to forget you
although my absence lasted a long time.
Neighborhood, corner of my joy,
I come to seek the glory
of my distant days.
I want you to know that I cannot live
far from your sun-drenched streets
because the splendor
that is always in you
makes my love come alive.