El Vuelo Del Halcón
Saratoga
The Flight of the Falcon
This cold that freezes the wind
Will soon go away
Caught in the blind lament of evil
Under the sun is the breath
That will make him triumph
Blood from hell to walk
No truce, no time left
To regret
Now don't cry, don't invoke fear
Don't judge his evil
Cold and calculated the feeling
Betrayal flies close to his soul
Today the gray clouds will knock on your door
Life takes a thousand turns, it's the flight of the falcon
Like a river of murky waters
Without course or flow
Like a flower that is born knowing it will die
The full moon traps the day
Drowning its courage
Among black shadows, it eases its pain
He's scared, can't scream
The bullet reached him
Looking at the sky, he wants to fly
Leave without thinking
Cold and calculated the feeling
Betrayal flies close to his soul
Today the gray clouds will knock on your door
Life takes a thousand turns, it's the flight of the falcon
His wounds have healed
He's back to fight
Nothing will be easy
He'll have to fight
If you thought they were going to knock him down on the first try
Pray for your own and go elsewhere
Don't hide, his eyes see everything
There will be no mercy
Just one wrong move
And you'll be his feast
Cold and calculated the feeling
Betrayal flies close to his soul
Today the gray clouds will knock on your door
Life takes a thousand turns, it's the flight of the falcon
