La Noche Que La Luna Salió Tarde

I lay on the ground just to hear the grass grow
and all the sounds of the earth came to me.
I listened to the insects in their thousand rituals
and the prayers that fell from the sky. Who knows!
if making spirals...
The night that the moon rose late.

I lay on the ground just to hear the grass grow
waiting for a dream that would envelop me like a swarm
and make me hear the rhymes of ancient romances
but I only heard the cries of those who were lovers
just for a moment...
The night that the moon rose late
the night that the moon rose late.

I lay on the ground just to hear the grass grow
and I heard more things, many more than I would like:
The sound of your tears as they fell
the echo of your steps as you walked away
and time stood still...
The night that the moon rose late
the night that the moon rose late.