Tan Lejos del Sol

Crying Maea one afternoon
Without knowing why
And not finding solace
She called out to her mother
Cuddling up, she snuggled
Into those breasts that once quenched her thirst

With a sob, she asked her queen
Mother, why are we so far from the sun?
I want to know
I want to know
Life is like that, my dear
The light that saw you born will fade
So they can sleep in peace
So they can dream, my dear
That you return to the sun