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Through the white sand that the sea licks.
Her little footprint never returns.
And along a path of sorrow and silence he arrived
To the deep water
And a path of silent sorrows led
Even the foam
God knows what anguish accompanied you
What old pains did your voice silence?
To lie down, lulled to sleep, at the bottom of the
Sea snail
The song that sings in the dark depths of the sea
The conch shell
You're leaving, Alfonsina, with your loneliness.
What new poems did you go looking for?
An ancient voice of wind and salt
It breaks your soul and is taking you away
And you go there like a dream.
Asleep, Alfonsina, dressed in the sea
Five little mermaids will take you
Along paths of algae and coral
And phosphorescent seahorses will make
A round by your side
And the inhabitants of the water will play
Soon by your side
Lower the lamp a little more
Let me sleep in peace, nurse.
And if he calls, don't tell him I'm here.
Tell him that Alfonsina isn't coming back.
And if he calls, never tell him I'm there.
Say I'm gone
You're leaving, Alfonsina, with your loneliness.
What new poems did you go looking for?
An ancient voice of wind and salt
It breaks your soul and is taking you away
And you go there like a dream.
Asleep, Alfonsina, dressed in the sea
