Como Un Pájaro

Like a bird
Like a bird in the morning
Like a bird in the morning
That shakes the wind

I'm arriving
I'm arriving in the distance
Like a bird
Like the first light of January

Like a tree
Like a tree pressed against the sky
Like a tree pressed against the sky
Bluer, of all skies

Forgotten
On the old horizon
Like a tree
Like the song of rivers and silence

That's when I was
Again a kid, running around
In the fields
Crazy and shirtless, I got lost
In the summer of dusty roads
I know you might not remember anymore
The blooming malinches, that fire
I know sometimes I look back
But it's to know where I come from

Like rain
Like passing rain
Like passing rain
Spilling on the roofs

I fly far
Over the immense plain
Like rain
Like the last bell of winter

And singing
And singing like that without voice and breath
And singing like that without voice
And breath, like that first love
In your chest

Like a tree
Like a tree shaken by the wind
And singing
Like a bird in the rain, I fly far