Nos Apura El Viento

The wind hurries us
From behind
Nothing stops us
Nothing separates us
She is telling
Fabulous tales
Towards the image
Of south
While delirious
While delirious
I see her like no one else
Like no one else saw her

The wind hurries us
From behind
Nothing stops us
Nothing separates us
She is telling
Fabulous tales
Towards the image
Of south