Vuela pena - Nacha Guevara traduction en anglais

Vuela pena

Sopla el primer viento y trae la pena,
Cabizbaja, aún somnolienta,
Con el polvo haciendo lazo
En su cabeza.

Sopla el primer viento y trae la pena
De una ingrata primavera
Que cambió su traje blanco
Por el gris de la tormenta.

Pena, pena que se va y regresa,
Como lleva y trae la arena
Una ola que rabiosa roba huellas.
Pena, pena ajena,
Que me acecha
Como propia, como nueva,
Como una ave que, cansada de viajar,
Al fin se queda.

Pena, vuela pena
Adonde quieras,
Rómpete contra las piedras
O queda, quédate quieta.
Pena, vuela pena
Adonde quieras,
Pero lejos de la tierra
Donde yace moribunda la inocencia.

Pena, pena que mata, que quema,
Pena inmensa que envenena,
Que te empaña el horizonte
Aunque ya, ya no haya niebla.
Pena, pena enorme, pena eterna,
Que endurece, que lacera,
Que convierte a la princesa
En la más anciana reina.

Pena, pena ajena
Que me acecha
Como propia, como nueva,
Como una ave que cansada de viajar
Al fin se queda.

Pena, vuela pena
Adonde quieras.
Rómpete contra las piedras
O queda, quédate quieta.
Pena, vuela pena
Adonde quieras,
Pero lejos de la tierra
Donde acaban de enterrar a la inocencia.

Fly Away, Sorrow

The first wind blows and brings sorrow,
Head bowed, still half-asleep,
With dust forming a bow
On her head.

The first wind blows and brings the sorrow
Of an ungrateful spring
That changed its white dress
For the gray of the storm.

Sorrow, sorrow that comes and goes,
Like a wave carries and brings sand
That steals footprints in its fury.
Sorrow, sorrow of others,
That stalks me
As if it were my own, as if it were new,
Like a bird that, tired of traveling,
Finally stays.

Sorrow, fly away, sorrow
Wherever you want,
Break yourself against the rocks
Or stay, stay still.
Sorrow, fly away, sorrow
Wherever you want,
But far from the land
Where innocence lies moribund.

Sorrow, sorrow that kills, that burns,
Immense sorrow that poisons,
That clouds your horizon
Though there is no mist anymore.
Sorrow, sorrow enormous, sorrow eternal,
That hardens, that lacerates,
That turns the princess
Into the oldest queen.

Sorrow, sorrow of others
That stalks me
As if it were my own, as if it were new,
Like a bird that tired of traveling
Finally stays.

Sorrow, fly away, sorrow
Wherever you want.
Break yourself against the rocks
Or stay, stay still.
Sorrow, fly away, sorrow
Wherever you want,
But far from the land
Where innocence has just been buried.