De Mil Colores

With splendors
With splendors
The mountain range is already painted
Who would be a goldfinch, oh!
Of a thousand colors
Of a thousand colors, oh!
Oh!
Of a thousand colors
Why does the night go and the day comes?
Why if the sun rises, the moon goes away?
If I were a star, I would tell them
That, together, they would bring us fortune
How well the sun and the moon would go together!
There would be no nights and I wouldn't be afraid
And my sheep guarded by Canelo
Would see that there are no more shadows
That there is no more wolf, singing to the sky

With splendors the sun announces the day
Who would be a goldfinch!
With splendors
With splendors
The mountain range is already painted
Who would be a goldfinch of a thousand colors!
Of a thousand colors!