La Viquina

In a high pasture, the stubborn father
On the top of Corquiéu
From there I will whistle
To wake up nature

I will climb to Urriellu
In the gray and dark winter
And in the peak I will point out
To bring the clouds

In another life I want to be
A neighbor and breathe
From the blue sky see
The green country at my feet

I will have to descend steeply
To the shelter cave
In that pasture of my home
In the hollow of an oak

Waiting to see pass by
Sheltered in its wood
The cold water of winter
That announces spring

In another life I want to be
A neighbor and breathe
From the blue sky see
The green country at my feet

And in the summer I will seek
In the El Cuera mountain range
My partner to scratch
Who spends the winter here

And I will see the seagulls
Fishing in the high sea
Screaming above the boats
Announcing their arrival

In another life I want to be
A neighbor and breathe
From the blue sky see
The green country at my feet

In another life I want to be
A neighbor and breathe
From the blue sky see
The green country at my feet