El anillo del Capitán Beto [English translation]

There goes Captain Beto

through space...

with his fiber ship,

made in Haedo.

Yesterday a bus driver,

today master among the masters,

of the air...

It’s already been 15 years,

on his voyage...

his equipment is as precarious,

as his fate...

However a strange ring,

drives off his dangers,

in the cosmos...

There goes Captain Beto,

through space...

a photo of Carlos

on the display...

and a River Plate pennant

and the sad little stamp of a saint...

Where is it, the place,

that everyone calls heaven?

If nobody comes here,

to prime me with some bitters,

like in my old threshold...

Why will I have come this far?

If I cant stand anymore solitude...

I cant stand any more solitude now...

His ring protects him

from the dangers...

But it doesn’t protect

against the sadness...

Sailing through the galaxy of man.

There goes Captain Beto,

the wanderer...

Where will there be,

a city,

in which some whistles a tango?

Where are they?

Where are they,

the garbage trucks,

my old woman and coffee?

If it continues on like this...

Not a sad shadow will remain...

Not even a sad shadow will remain...

There goes Captain Beto,

through space...

watering the geraniums in his cabin...

without compass and without radio,

he will never return to the Earth...

It took them many years,

until they found it...

Captain Beto’s ring carried the inscription,

of the sign of the soul.