Quan Arriba El Fred

When the cold arrives, the roses hide and you don't see girls laughing in the streets. When the cold arrives, everything seems to die, trees without leaves that greet you, winter. When the cold arrives, men fall asleep, doors close, birds fly away. And with their flight, you left, seeking another land, seeking another light.
You've only left me a deserted town. What sadness to live when the cold arrives! But the cold ends and men, trees, beasts, and flowers wake up. When the birds return, as the cold dies, the white mountain dresses in green. Now that you've returned, everything is different, life awakens, life awakens and the snow is melting...