El Alma de Los Arboles

The soul of the trees
Moves and goes with the clouds,
Breathes over me at dusk.
A very distant song
Reaches the rivers to caress
In search of life and its whys
And tonight it has taken me with it.

You will be the greenest years,
You will be the one who is no longer here;
When I returned home uphill,
I was a child...
You will be the past days,
You will be the one who is now going;
The soul of the trees
Following me with age.

I lost you a long time ago
Because of this desire to grow
Aiming at my innocence,
That no money will ever pay.

You will be the greenest years,
You will be the one who is no longer here;
The days without nostalgia that passed by...
I was a child.
You will be the time that goes
From here to eternity,
The soul of the trees
Following me with age.

I know, it's a dream
Don't wake me up, I'm fine where I am;
I need you... at least today.
Thanks to you tonight I will return... to being a child.

You will be the greenest years,
You will be my eyes;
The soul of the trees
Following me with age.
You will be the time that goes
From here to eternity.

The soul of the trees
Following me with age,
Following me with age.