Te Voy a Contar Un Sueño

They arrive at night
Distant screams
Break the Moon, some puddle trembles with fear
In Salamanca they call them bells
Men want to kill themselves with a gun

They don't laugh anymore
They sell their firewood
They are no longer grateful that the river gives them its sand
Only children, bread of the earth
They collect seeds to make the new harvest
Wow, what a fierce dream I had
Clouds of smoke have risen to my patio
A chick whistles, blondes sing
The laughing mountain gives eyes to my hope

Lock the doors
That they shout outside
The grey birds wanting to take a soul
They have already made a nest on the roofs
The sky is sad, the peace of the people has gone

Angel of the water
Give me your mirror
Where the rain of magic takes flight
In Salamanca they call them bells
Men want to kill themselves with a gun
Wow, what a fierce dream I had
Clouds of smoke have risen to my patio
A chick whistles, blondes sing
The laughing mountain gives eyes to my hope