Llegará La Tormenta

I've been told you've finally returned home
What have you seen on your journey through distant lands?
I fell among the mist of twelve mountains
Wandering through six blocked highways
In the midst of seven silent forests
Lost on the shores of black oceans
I climbed ten thousand miles to a holy field

It will come, it will come, it will come, it will come
The storm that announces the sky

I've been told you've finally returned home
That you heard on your journey through distant lands
The noise of thunder, a prelude to fear
The last wave at the end of times
Drums sounding on the fire line
And so many whispers that no one hears
I heard laughter and cries of hunger
The sad song of the poet in the street
The voice of a clown covered in blood

And it will come, it will come, it will come, it will come
The storm that announces the sky
Yes, it will come, it will come, it will come, it will come
The storm that announces the sky

I've been told you've finally returned home
And what will you do now that the journey is ending?
Return before the star rain
To the deepest of the unknown
Where there are crowds with nothing in their hands
Where the sun has dried up the rivers
Where you are a slave or a poor fugitive
Who has seen the eyes of a faceless man
Where all souls have been forgotten
Where black is the color and numbers don't exist
I will shout until it's engraved in the wind
And my voice is reflected from this mountain
Even if I have to walk on water
Until this call is heard

Yes, it will come, it will come, it will come, it will come
The storm that announces the sky
Yes, it will come, it will come, it will come, it will come
The storm that announces the sky