Viento Norte
Dragonfly
North Wind
In the cold night,
Of a winter I waited,
To kill the great dragon's power.
And after long hours,
By the fire of his soul he is.
He appeared, and the steel shone,
Just the two, without explanation.
Looking at each other, as if not understanding,
He took flight, the master of fire.
The north wind blows,
Only he can tell,
The story of two warriors,
Already tired of fighting.
And the truth, that without a doubt they could,
Proclaim a pact of friendship.
And he marched aimlessly,
Dragging his sword,
In a sad loneliness.
And on the horizon,
He will find his destiny.
And it happened, the silence broke,
Just the two, in excitement.
The very voracious, cold as ice,
Betrayed him, and killed the warrior.
The north wind blows,
Only he can tell,
The story of that battle,
Between man and animal.
And the evil of the great dragon of the sky,
Makes him even more immortal.
The north wind blows,
Only he can tell,
The story of that warrior,
Seeking his identity.
And in the end, only history will be,
And let the wind take care of telling.
