Jaime Sabines. Doña Luz XVII. Song.

Doña Luz XVII. Jaime Sabines.
It will rain in the rainy season,
you will be hot in the summer,
you will be cold at sunset.
You will die again a thousand times.
You will flourish when everything flourishes.
You are nothing, no one, mother.
Of us will remain the same footprint,
the seed of the wind in the water,
the skeleton of the leaves on the ground.
On the rocks, the tattoo of the shadows,
in the heart of the trees the word love.
We are nothing, no one, mother.
It's pointless to live
but it is more useless to die.
Jaime Sabines (1926-1999)