Flor Del Viento

It grew like the deer grows
Wandering through the mountain
It has no tie
Nor does it endure captivity
She is free in body and soul
Like the birds
Taking flight
Heading towards the sky

To the rhythm of her steps
A thousand songs are born
And the dawn gives her its colors
And in the flights of her skirt
Hangings of love are attached
Verses and flowers

She is a flower of the wind
And in the wind she is
She never roots sorrows
Because in her veins
Love runs
She is a flower of the wind
And in the wind she is
She adorns herself with breeze and rain
And she embellishes herself with sunlight

Joyful and very rustic
She reigns over the mountain
While the day
Covers the hamlet
She lights up the morning
Freshly bathed there in the river
Even if it's cold

She is a flower of the wind
And in the wind she is
She never roots sorrows
Because in her veins
Love runs

She is a flower of the wind
And in the wind she is
She adorns herself with breeze and rain
And she embellishes herself with sunlight