At the end of this journey...

At the end of this journey through life our bodies will remain;
Swollen bodies because of going to death, to hate, to the shore of the sea.

At the end of this journey through life our trace will remain;
A trace inviting others to live.
At least that is the reason that I am still here.

We are prehistory that the future will possess,
We are the remote annals of mankind.
These years are the past of Heaven;
These years are some kind of agility
that the sun is using to draw you in the future;
They are the truth or the end, they are God.

The ones remaining are those capable of smiling
in the midst of death, in broad light.

At the end of this journey through life
a cure of love and time will remain;
a gauze to wrap an old pain.
At the end of this journey through life
our bodies laying under the sun will remain,
just as white sheets remain after love.

At the end of the journey is the horizon,
at the end of the journey we will leave again,
at the end of the journey a new path starts,
another good path to follow as we count the sand with bare feet.

At the end of the journey you and I are untouched.

The ones staying are those capable of smiling
in the midst of death, in broad light.
In broad light

Silvio Rodriguez

Video dedicated to my uncle Fernando Rene Giron. He died of stomach cancer on 6/16/2011-
Music by Silvio Rodriguez "At the end of this journey" (Al final de este viaje).