Adéu, adéu amor meu i sort [English translation]

So far and so close

like the river and the black poplar.

The one walking

and the other motionless.

Together but indifferent

like the tree and the wind.

The one at the top of the mountain

and the other flees.

Goodbye, goodbye my love and good luck.

When one doesn't want

one cannot make a garden where there's a threshing floor,

nor when it is dark make the Sun be born

nor silk from satin,

nor from a roof can one make a road.

Wheat isn't born without seed

and empty is the granary. For this

before the new day arrives

I will go where I must.

Goodbye, goodbye my love and good luck.

And don't suffer at all

if the day after tomorrow

you must wash

a sheet of mine.

He won't realise

the one who comes

to warm the bed

that I leave empty.

Goodbye, goodbye my love and good luck.

When one doesn't want

one cannot make a garden where there's a threshing floor,

nor when it is dark make the Sun be born

nor silk from satin,

nor from a roof can one make a road.

Wheat isn't born without seed

and empty is the granary. For this

before the new day arrives

I will go where I must.

Goodbye, goodbye my love and good luck.

Goodbye, goodbye my love and good luck.

• Artist:Joan Manuel Serrat
• Album:Serrat/4