Come back, Elian

For the face of the sun has eclipsed without you

And the eyes of the moon are swollen

And the sea is heaving

Trees stopped producing fruits

The wind has nothing to do but howl

Birds quit singing

And the stars are very sad

 

Come back, Elian

Since you disappeared

Our happiness has disappeared

Life is no longer as sweet as peaches

Singing no longer flows in the streets

Singing no longer falls down like rain

Faces are no longer as mellow as mangos

Festivals are no longer pleasant

Cigar no longer tastes the same

Something enormous is missing in our life

It is you, Elian

 

Come back, Elian

Who like you gives the existence its big meaning

Who like you has the secret of making us happy

Look at the fishermen: their nets are empty of catch

Look at the farmers: their farms have gloomy crops

Look at the women: they no longer desire pregnancy

Look at the men: they are no longer the men they should be

 

Come back, Elian

For the Earth to complete its orbit

And for each river to flow towards its mouth

 

Come back, Elian, come back

Come back to us

For we are alone

love you

Above the horizon of

Suspicions.