Vuela Golondrina
Coral Rojo
Fly Swallow
Sky, eye of water is crying
Wind, black lagoon is healing
Fly swallow from branch to branch
The water of the morning opens paths
My Yakumama
The flower of time is waking up
Arrows flying to the center of the seed of the Universe
Moon, hourglass is spinning
The good news come as it clears
Fly my great condor is coming to take care
It comes cleaning its flight
All the shadow is illuminating
Blow your joys, perfumer
Cry your sorrows, for the mountain range shines as the day arrives
