Song of shining death
Storms of the sea
will take me away.
You will not be able
to luff without losing
one by one, white sailboat,
all the masts.
Tricked by
the midday light,
you are the sudden prisoner
of an old song.
In which port
did this new helmsman,
who is so strange,
enlist, cathead?
I don't know
which paths of my dream
have led him to the handling
of the ship.
Rough hands
never leave the wheel,
and my time becomes
calm.
Far away, beyond
bitter words,
I found
a shining death.
Autor(es): Salvador Espriu, Raimon
