Egunon

The kisses gave wings to the dawn
but distant love is a thorn in the heart

The night is wide and the light is a spark in the mind's bridge
above, the moon's light, the lone guardian in the night.

In all the mountains echoes a cry in the echo
when it was necessary to hear the word of a last song.

If a spark were to ignite the song in winter
it would come from the sky to the earth like tears.

CHORUS:
Good morning! This is a beautiful day,
it's raining, but it's beautiful,
in the squares, from corner to corner,
we are the crazy ones who jump.