Almas felices
Iván Villazón
Happy Souls
It's just a tribute to our minstrels
That the wind will never take away
God bless them
They say that up there near Manaure
In a place they call 'La Tomita'
Tales are heard, songs are heard
A party with guitar and lots of laughter
And people say they are apparitions
And they are souls that inhabit the savannah
Who are happy in their charms
And keep the joy of the mountain
They say the verses are Emiliano's verses
They say the songs are Escalona's songs (Repeat)
And they say that after they sing, they cry
As if a friend has left (Repeat)
They will live singing along the roads
They wander in the winds of their past (Repeat)
They travel together without having a destination
They are forever partying
Oh, the wind carries them
The wind brings them
The wind carries them
The wind brings them
They say that sometimes they arrive at the plain
And among the houses of Emiliano and Toño Salas
They sing three songs and then they leave
And they bid farewell singing to old Sara
And they say Leandro left them in San Diego
When they were coming down the half-moon hill
They weren't singing, they were reciting verses
And they looked so delightful
The one laughing was old Poncho Cotes
Laughing at a story told by Andrés Becerra (Repeat)
And they recited poems all night
They talked about loves and sorrows (Repeat)
They will live singing along the roads
They wander in the winds of their past (Repeat)
They travel together without having a destination
They are forever partying
Oh, the wind carries them
The wind brings them
The wind carries them
The wind brings them
