La Cordillera de Los Andes
Los Enanitos Verdes
The Andes Mountain Range
Who has seen you, who sees you
In the Andes Mountain Range
You never cease to amaze me
White Wind, what does it matter
That the hours can pass for me
I want to be with you a little longer
And so the years can go by
And I can take a thousand directions
I know I have left a world behind
Always following an ideal
Like a brave hunter
Of the stars
Freedom is lived
Freedom is felt
The magic of the place surrounds you
Freedom is lived
Freedom is felt
The magic of the place surrounds you
Who has seen you, who sees you
In the Andes Mountain Range
You never cease to amaze me
White wind, what does it matter
That the hours can pass for me
I want to be here a little longer
There is a passing cloud
Touching the snowy peaks
I know I have left a world behind
Always following an ideal
Like a brave hunter
Of the Stars
Freedom is lived
Freedom is felt
The magic of the place surrounds you
Freedom is lived
Freedom is felt
The magic of the place surrounds you
It is lived
It is felt
The magic of the place surrounds you
Freedom is lived
Freedom is felt
The magic of the place surrounds you
