El árbol [English translation]

The tree that saw me born

A leafless and flowerless tree

Raises in the ground its dry prayer

Asking the heaven to drink its color.

The tree that saw me born

Without branches that hold my skin,

Neither the wind sways it, nor it feels warm

Nor the birds sing their song to it.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah ay

Who could bring you back the past!

The prelude of a day that came was gone.

The tree I looked so much,

Tired of waiting so much

Doesn't drink from the river passing nearby

Its old roots can't reach.

Friend, that I saw die

That never holds my skin,

The wind sways it, the heat warms it

And the birds sing their song to it.