Soy Una Raiz

I want to see your sweet land estuaries again
feel the miracle of your sun at dawn
I see you in every place extinguishing my sorrows
when the thorn that I carry in my heart screams at me
wherever I go

Everything comes back to life because I am a root
that stays on your skin
like the gentle aroma in the piquillín flower
of the piquillín, of the piquillín, of the piquillín