Montaña roja
La Renga
Red Mountain
It's maybe like seeing
Like the first time
And wanting to cross
Crosses of a thousand barriers
The Red Mountain bleeds for me
A canyon to the river of my veins
The depth that rose
Will take from me what remains
Towards the summits
I soon saw myself grow
Towards a sky of stars
And a thunder with your voice
Red painted the sand
Held tight to me where I go
Where there are no borders
The depth that rose
Will take from me what remains
Towards the summits
The Red Mountain bleeds for me
A canyon to the river of my veins
The depth that rose
Will take from me what remains
Towards the summits
Held tight to me I go alone
Where there are no borders
The depth that rose
Will take from me what remains
Towards the summits.
