Soy del Viento (part. Lucas Sugo)

I carry the river in my veins
My blood flows like the queguay
The trot of my Picasso
Is my natural pacemaker
I carry the sword well sheathed
Against vanity
Because there is no foot that fits
The boot that wants to step on me

I come breaking the frost
Singing to the Dawn with the thrush
I carry my land inside
And wherever I go, I will plant

Wherever I go
I will take you

I am of the wind
Don't try to stop me
Because I learned to fly
And land as well
Because I carry my people
Mimicked in my skin

I am of the wind
Don't try to stop me
Because I learned to fly
And land as well
Because I carry my people
Mimicked in my skin

I come breaking the frost
Singing to the Dawn with the thrush
I carry my land inside
And wherever I go, I will plant

I am
Of the wind
Don't try to stop me
Because I learned to fly
And land as well
Because I carry my people
Mimicked in my skin