¿Quién se acordará?

Él va caminando y cuenta cada estrellla que a su paso ve
ha salido muy temprano y la noche ha querido ir con él.
Su historia va como tantas otras
el tiempo pasa y no sabe volver atrás
Y quién se acordará?

Él va caminando y cuenta cada caña que ha cortado ayer
aun no ha amanecido el día pero el sol ya se instaló en su piel
cantando va como tantas veces
y a los corteros les gusta escuchar su voz
Y quién se acordará?

Él va caminando y cuenta cada estrella que a su paso ve
él va caminando y cuenta cada sueño que no pudo ser
muy lento va como tantas veces
porque el cansancio le gana al andar
cantando va como tantas noches
aunque el silencio le intente quebrar su voz
Y quién se acordará?

rhythm: camdombe feel
orign: Uruguay

This is the story of a man who works cutting sugar cane every day, as many men and women do in the world. He wakes up very early, when it's still dark, and walks many miles to the fields. He prefers singing and counting stars than thinking why he is there and what happened to his dreams, or asking himself: "who will remember me"?

Who will remember?

As he walks, he counts every star that he sees.
He has left too early and the night has decided to come with him.
His story goes as many others, time goes by and does not know how to come back.
And who will remember?

As he walks, he counts every sugar cane that he cut yesterday
the day has not begun yet but the sun has already set itself on his skin
singing he goes, as many other times; and the other men like hearing his voice.
And who will remember?

As he walks, he counts each star that he sees.
As he walks he counts every dream that did not come true.
Slowly he goes as many other times,
because tiredness is stronger that his feet.
singing he goes, as many other nights.
even though silence hardly tries to break his voice down.
And who will remember?

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