
In early summer 2014, the usual bustle filled the paths of Madrid’s Retiro Park: crowds of people, autograph lines, a festive mood. Among the visitors at the book fair were two students who decided to try their luck at meeting Joaquín Sabina. They approached the musician—without a book but hoping for a quick interview. Their attempts to get a contact for a future conversation were unsuccessful; Sabina, smiling, directed them to his representative. For one of the girls, that moment became a personal story she still remembers.
Sabina had long become a part of the author’s family memories. His songs played in the parents’ car, setting the scene for road trips and childhood debates with her brother about the song lyrics. Melodies familiar since early years wove themselves into everyday life, and the lyrics—into memory. That’s why, when the chance came to attend his concert, the decision was made instantly, despite the ticket prices and long months of waiting.
Farewell evening: emotions and atmosphere
That autumn, as Madrid pulsed with major events, fans of all ages gathered at the Palacio de los Deportes. On stage—Sabina: reserved, a little tired, but genuine. In the audience—people for whom his music had become the soundtrack of life. Together, they sang beloved lines, recalling the past and savoring each note. It was the first in a series of farewell concerts in the capital, and everyone there understood: the artist was leaving, but his music would remain.
The atmosphere left a particular impression—a blend of joy and gentle sadness. The audience supported the musician, but there was a sense of farewell in the air. After the final chords, the hall emptied quickly, leaving no time for reflection or aftertaste. The city carried on as usual, while the concertgoers drifted away, discussing not only Sabina’s performance but also other events of the evening.
Memory and the hope for a new ‘hello’
For the author, this evening was more than just a concert—it marked the beginning of new memories. Despite the farewell tone of the event, there remains hope for future encounters, even if in a different format. Sabina, like his songs, continues to unite generations, reminding us that true music never disappears forever.












