Alas, comrade, you have left us to go to the other side of the river.
So many years after Che.
You have inspired many of us to follow your path.
I remember Che’s MotorCycle Diaries sent to me so long ago by my best friend in medical school. More recently there was the film of the same name.
But, for me, Jorge Drexler has captured your dream best in his beautiful song, Al Otro lado del Rio (The Other Side of the River).
Che, Alberto, Fidel, Raoul – an era is passing …
Vale, companero
Ian Curr
8 Mar 2011
Al Otro Lado del Río
Jorge Drexler
Composição: Jorge Drexler
Clavo mi remo en el agua
Llevo tu remo en el mío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
El día le irá pudiendo poco a poco al frío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
Sobre todo creo que no todo está perdido
Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima y yo, soy un vaso vacío
Oigo una voz que me llama casi un suspiro
Rema, rema, rema-a Rema, rema, rema-a
En esta orilla del mundo lo que no es presa es baldío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
Yo muy serio voy remando muy adentro sonrío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
Sobre todo creo que no todo está perdido
Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima y yo, soy un vaso vacío
Oigo una voz que me llama casi un suspiro
Rema, rema, rema-a Rema, rema, rema-a
Clavo mi remo en el agua
Llevo tu remo en el mío
Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río
(English Translation)
I plunge my oar in the water
I carry your oar in mine
I believe I have seen a light
On the other side of the river
The day will come when we will be able to conquer
Little by little, the cold
I believe I have seen a light
On the other side of the river
Above all, I believe that all is not lost
So many tears, So many tears
And I am an empty glass vessel
I hear a voice that calls to me,
almost as a sigh :
“Row, Row, Row!
Row, Row, Row!”
In this border of the world
Where we are imprisoned, are uncultivated,
I believe that I have seen a light
On the other side of the river
I, very serious, go rowing
Very deeply inside and I smile
I believe that I have seen a light
On the other side of the river
Above all, I believe that
all is not lost
So many tears, So many tears.. and I
am an empty vessel
I hear a voice that calls to me,
almost as a sigh :
“Row, Row, Row!
Row, Row, Row!
I plunge my oar in the water
I carry your oar in mine
I believe I have seen a light
On the other side of the river