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.