Arbolito Sabanero
Arbolito sabanero... yo vengo a preguntar, preguntar
si cuando ella se fue, arbolito,
tú me la viste pasar, pasar...
Abre mis sueños al raso la soledad sin un grito,
Aspira el campo marchito la dulce flor del ocaso.
Tú, pesaroso en el paso, puro arenal del estero,
soñando el aire mayero, ! cómo tendrás de congojas
que ya no te quedan ni hojas, arbolito sabanero!
Arbolito de hojas finas, nidos de puras congojas,
como ya no tienes ni hojas te besa el sol las espinas.
Madrinero sin madrinas, paso ya por mi cantar.
Y tú en tu grave callar, te quedas mas seco y triste,
arbolito, tu la viste,
tu me la viste pasar.(bis)
Savannah Tree
Savannah tree... I come to ask, ask
if when she left, little tree,
you saw her pass by, pass by...
Open my dreams to the open loneliness without a cry,
The withered field inhales the sweet flower of dusk.
You, sorrowful in the step, pure sand of the estuary,
dreaming the May breeze, how many sorrows you must have
that you no longer have leaves, savannah tree!
Tree with fine leaves, nests of pure sorrows,
since you no longer have leaves, the sun kisses your thorns.
Godfather without godmothers, I already pass by with my song.
And you in your grave silence, you remain drier and sadder,
savannah tree, you saw her,
you saw her pass by. (repeat)