El Sitio De Mi Recreo

Where imagination took us
Where with our eyes closed
We see endless fields
Where the first light was born
Next to the seed of the blue sky
I’ll return to that place where I was born

Of sun, grain, and desire
Are its hands in my hair
Of snow, hurricane, and abysses
The place of my escape

Wind that in its whisper seems to speak
Moves the world and you see it dance with grace
And with it, the stage of my home
Sea, silver platter, hellish sea
It’s a natural temperament
It costs little or nothing to be one more

Of sun, grain, and desire
Are its hands in my hair
Of snow, hurricane, and abysses
The place of my escape
Silence, breeze, and sanity
Breathe life into my madness
There’s snow, there’s fire, there’s desire
There, where I find my joy