Guajira Cosmica

The sun told the men
Take good care of my treasure
Ooo - ooo - ooh
Do not confuse it with gold
My law of such purity
Nor with all the riches
Aaa - aaa - aah.

That from the very beginning
Knowing the temptations
I named the elements
Along with the four seasons
Along with the four seasons
I named the elements.

The skies are shared
By wandering suns
They also share the worlds
In love for a star, aah.

Let the men guajira
In this total dance
And may not reach the end
Of their life in this world
With a... with a bitter feeling.

The skies are shared
By wandering suns
The skies are shared
By wandering suns.