El cazador

I managed to be born in January,
already late for the warmth
I became, winter after winter
a clumsy hunter.
And so I left, and you had sworn
to go with me until the end
late to arrive some years
and some more to return.
Completely alone,
under a scorching sun
I screamed at losing everything
and didn't recognize my own voice

I lived like a hunter
in solitude, without faith or love,
my prey was always on the other side.
I lived by the sword and killed
and by the sword I know I will die
the sky has never been wrong.

And so I embarked on the third path,
guided only by the wind.
The justice of peace saw me and said
"you have lost a lot of time".
And I saw my love and it was wounded
I didn't want to stop there
I am a hunter and I only pursue
what flees from me.

After a long time
I received your recording
It was from good days
and I didn't recognize my own voice.
My voice.

And I can speak
and here I am still howling like an animal
time is short and the end is near
but brother this is the only thing I know:
I am hungry and I will hunt.