El Cazador

I'm tired of repeating
I'm tired of enduring so much poison
When will I learn?
That so much longing hurts me.

And I go wounded in your hands, yes,
I don't want to detach causing pain
Or what to think.
And I go wounded in your hands, yes,
I don't want to detach causing pain
Or what to think.

Summer is coming
And I can't go out in the sun without getting angry;
And I move further away from myself, but,
What I love is always indelible
And I go wounded in your hands, yes,
I don't want to detach causing pain
Or what to think
And I go wounded in your hands, yes,
I don't want to detach causing pain
Or what to think.
no noo

It's so easy to see oneself today
Don't deceive yourself like me,
Who wanted to take the hunter as prey.

(whistle)