Little fresh-water fish
In the border of each river, the soul is hidden
and through its water , hope navigates
made of rain and sea, of storm and calm,
in that river swims a little fresh-water fish
Little fish from fresh water
you were made from a star
take in your scales the blue water of my dreams
Little fish from fresh water
who does not even have a name
take the name of my love far far away
In the border of each soul, a river is hidden
and on its water runs the solitude of my Country
made of peace and war, of storm and calm
and in that river swims the little fish fresh-water fish.