Historia En Sol
Los Huayra
Story In G Major
They say a story can be
Where one least expects to go
In the most unexpected afternoon that fades away
They say that the eyes passing by
Will carry the clarity of the sun
That sacred light that will never be lost
I, who have searched for you every night
In silence, I have found myself
With the sound of your voice
And I won't see you, I will look at myself
You won't find me, I will find you
Thinking of never letting you go
And if the cold comes like a wind
Here, my arms are your shelter
Here, my hands can take care of you
Because my path has cleared
Since I saw you, I am better
In this tireless walk
My steps go blind with anxiety
Like that moon trying to overcome the darkness
And in your hair, night and storm
And in my eyes, murky clarity
And without realizing it, you inhabit me more and more
