Arica

I sat down to find you in my song
I found you among the stones and this sun

I’ve got a couple of songs to cry
And a few more to celebrate
I hold in my hands the hope
Of seeing our wings without pain

I sat down to find you in my song
I found you among the stones and this sun

I’ve got a couple of songs to cry
And a few more to celebrate
I hold in my hands the hope
Of seeing our wings without pain

And if seeing you moved me so
So much that it bloomed in the hills

A song that’s reborn without pain
A song that flies now without pain
It flies and settles in the heart
And in the north, our voice bursts forth

I’ve got a couple of songs to cry
And a few more to celebrate
I hold in my hands the hope
Of seeing our wings without pain
Without pain!