By the white sand that takes the sea

her little footprit in the sand don’t return anymore

a footpath of sadness and silence

came until deep water

a footpath of silent sorrow

came until the foam

only God knows how desperate you were,

how many pain lived in you

to sleep tight in the chant

of conches

the song that it sang

in the deep sea

you're gone, Alfonsina, with your solitude

What poems are you going to find?

an old voice of the wind and salt

breaks your heart and it’s calling you

and you go there like if you were dreaming

Alfonsina, sea’s dressed

five mermaids will drive you

by algaes and coralline roads

and phosphorecent sea horses

will enlace you

the sea’s habitants are going to play

sooner with you

get the lamp a Little more

let me sleep in peace

but if he call my name, don’t tell him I’m here

tell him that Alfonsina won’t return

but if he call my name, don’t tell him never I’m here

say him I’m gone

You're gone, Alfonsina, with your solitude

What poems are you going to find?

an old voice of the winf and salt

breaks your heart and it’s calling you

now, you’re gone, like in dreams

Alfonsina, sea’s dressed