With a bag on your back filled with longing,its straps pulled tight across your shoulders,in terrible danger you wander the mountain ranges,cursing the guilty wretch through your teeth.
A mother’s gaze follows you like an eagle,the cries of girls left as icons on the thresholds,an abandoned love burns your soul,tears that conquer manhood slip down your cheeks.
Frozen-hearted sisters wait plunged in anxiety,cursing themselves that their mother couldn't bear a boy!Infant brothers drowned in sadness,an immense pain that brings even a devil to his knees.
Sinful exile, you have left thousands of empty graves,ill-fated mothers who have no stone to weep at,luckless widows planted everywhere like black tulips,children whose parents cannot hold them in their laps.
Emigrant, a cruel word that never knows how to forgive,you fill seas of tears and plant longing everywhere,you nail mothers’ hearts to the wall,a label for people that brings tons of pain...!
