The Early Years

Here I begin to sing
In time with viguela
of a man who reveals
an extraordinary sorrow
like a solitary bird
consoles himself with a song

The holy saints are coming
They all come to help me
when my tongue is tied
and my vision is troubled
I beg my God to assist me
and this time he helps

Here I begin to sing
In time with viguela
of a man who reveals
an extraordinary sorrow
like a solitary bird
consoles himself with a song