Cruz Del Sur
Chancho En Piedra
Southern Cross
I don't know coordinates or even navigation
when I look up at the sky I only see confusion
I'm a castaway lost in a mental storm
Just looking for a guide that can orient me
Chorus:
I'm heading towards her, my star
showing me with her light my home
always guided by the southern cross
I'll let myself be carried away in freedom
Take me to my port because that's my place
where my dead rest and where my grave is
waiting for the day when I leave from here
to your light will be my guide that will lead me to you
Show me the direction where my salvation will be...