Las Golondrinas
Facundo Toro
The Swallows
Where will you fly through those skies
Little black coal that shines the clarity?
Behind your wandering flight my eyes enjoy
The immensity, the immensity!
Sailboats of storms the clouds go away
In golden light furrows the Sun sets
And like black syllables, the swallows
Say goodbye, say goodbye!
Fly, fly, fly, swallow
Return from beyond
Return from the depths of life
Over the light, crossing the sea
Crossing the sea!
Instrumental
An afternoon sky of kites
The wind in the groves singing goes
And retracing the days my thoughts
Also go away, also go away!
When the days shorten next to my shadow
And in my soul the sunset falls bleeding
I will lift my eyes asking the sky
To see you again, to see you again!
