El Halcón
Joan Manuel Serrat
The Hawk
The hawk with long wings, what a cruel attacker! As soon as he sees his prey, he shoots down from the sky. He spreads all his feathers as if saying goodbye to the summit; claws and beak agree on the desire for his crime. He flaps his wings, moves his claws, the tyrant of the distant peaks; prey that he has found, no one else finds it.
The hawk with long wings, what a cruel attacker! As soon as he sees his prey, he shoots down from the sky.
