So many tears, but not all is lost

What a beautiful morning for a walk with Fiona and Lydia. The dew still lay on the grass on the Port side of the valley.


Clavo mi remo en el agua
Llevo tu remo en el mío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
El día le irá pudiendo poco a poco al frío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
Sobre todo creo que no todo está perdido
Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima y yo, soy un vaso vacío
Oigo una voz que me llama casi un suspiro
Rema, rema, rema-a Rema, rema, rema-a
En esta orilla del mundo lo que no es presa es baldío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
Yo muy serio voy remando muy adentro sonrío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
Sobre todo creo que no todo está perdido
Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima y yo, soy un vaso vacío
Oigo una voz que me llama casi un suspiro
Rema, rema, rema-a Rema, rema, rema-a
Clavo mi remo en el agua
Llevo tu remo en el mío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río

Jorge Drexler

I plunge my oar into the water
I take your oar in my hand
I think I've seen a light on the other side of the river
The day will be getting colder little by little
I believe I've seen a light on the other side of the river.
Above all, I don't think all is lost
So many tears, so many tears,and me, I am an empty glass
I hear a voice calling me like a whisper
Row, row, row....
On this shore of the world all that isn't condemned is wasteland
I think I saw a light on the other side of the river
I go along rowing, serious, but deep inside I'm smiling
I believe I've seen a light on the other side of the river.
Above all, I don't think all is lost
So many tears, so many tears, I am an empty glass
I hear a voice calling me like a whisper
Row, row, row...
I plunge my oar into the water
I take your oar in my hand
I believe I've seen a light on the other side of the river

A rough translation by me xxx