Jacinto Chiclana

I remember, it was in Balvanera,
on a distant night,
that someone dropped the name
of a certain Jacinto Chiclana.
Something was also said
of a corner and a knife.
The years do not let us see
the glimpses and the shine.

Who knows for what reason
that name is looking for me!
I would like to know
what that man must have been like.
I can see him tall and tall,
with a restrained soul;
capable of not raising his voice
and to risk his life.

(Recited)
No one with a firmer step
has ever trodden the earth.
There will have been no one like him
in love and in war.
Over the orchard and the courtyard
the towers of Balvanera
and that casual death
in any corner.

Only God can know
the faithful line of that man.
Gentlemen, I am singing
what is encrypted in the name.
Courage is always best.
Hope is never in vain.
So let this milonga go
for Jacinto Chiclana.