Waters of March (Aguas de Marzo)

A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road
It's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun
It is night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun
The oak when it blooms, it's a fox in the brush
The knot in the wood, it's the song of a thrush
The woo of the wind, a cliff, a fall
A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all
The wind blowing free, the end of the slope
It's a beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the end of the strain, it's the joy in your heart
The foot, the ground, the flesh and the bone
The beat of the road, it's a slingshot's stone
A fish, a flash, a silvery glow
A fight, a bet, it's the range of a bow
The bed of the well, the end of the line
The dismay on the face, it's a loss, it's a find
A spear, a spike, a point, a nail
A drip a drop, it's the end of the tale
It's a truckload of bricks in the soft morning light
It's the shot of a gun in the dead of the night
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump
It's a girl, it's a rhyme, it's a cold, it's the mumps
The plan of the house, the body in bed
And the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud
A float, a drift, a flight, a wing
A hawk, a quail, it's the promise of spring
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart

A snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe
It's a thorn in your hand and a cut on your toe
A point, a grain, a bee, a bite
A blink, a buzzard, a sudden stroke of night
A pin, a needle, a thing, a face
A snail, a reedle, a walk the same
A pass in the mountains, a horse and a mule
In the distance the shelves rode three shadows of blue
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
A stick, a stone, the end of a load
The rest of the song, one more road
A sliver of glass, a life, the sun
A knife, a death, it's the end of the run
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the end of all strain, it's the joy in your heart
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
It's the joy in your heart
It's the joy in your heart
In your heart
In your heart
Joy in your heart
Joy in your heart