Amílcar - Pablo Milanés

Amílcar pintor y amigo

Voz que no pude escuchar

Tu rostro se me ha perdido, caramba

Sin poderlo recordar

Dicen que tu trazo firme

Tus pasos firmes también

Te ganaron mil hermanos, caramba

Cuando te hacías querer

Diecisiete primaveras

Sin poderte contener

Se volcaron en la muerte, caramba

Que no te sabrá tener

Amílcar yo no te lloro

Te llora quien sé querer

Llora conmigo y no olvida, caramba

Por eso lloro también

Amílcar painter and friend

Voice I couldn't hear

Your face has been lost to me, gosh

without being able to remember

They say that your firm line

your firm steps too

They beat you a thousand brothers, gosh

when you made yourself loved

seventeen springs

without being able to contain you

They flipped into death, gosh

That he won't know how to have you

Amílcar I do not cry for you

Who I know how to love cries for you

Cry with me and don't forget, gosh

That's why I cry too