Autor:    Tuirán Danith Urango

THE VOICE OF WATER

Back, further back,

as far as my memory does not reach,

here in this magical land

the water sang,

it had a giant voice,

equal to the sound of a thousand winds.

It was the water and its liquid song,

from south to north, from east to west,

and in all directions,

in all the paths of water,

the water gave its voice,

so that life would dance

to the rhythm of its song.

Then the men appeared

that came from beyond the salt,

from other places,

and the water sang.

They took over water lands

and the water diminished its song.

Now, for now,

the water almost doesn´t sing,

it is losing its great voice,

is getting old,

and one of these days,

when the man wants

that the water sings,

it won´t be able to do it.