Canto Vital

Death shall not kill me, I'll keep going
I'll bump into shadows and walk
Through the usual paths
I roar in the thistles without goodbye

I shall never be past, since yesterday
I'm a monkey of earth and suns, and I'll be
Hot collar of the dog
Over the lumberjack's shout

With my voice I'll tear myself apart
When the murky gaze of the zonda
Cementing mountains goes
I'm the green chord of the valley
Salty crest of the sea
Death shall not kill me, never

A horizon of zambas, I'll seek
I'll track guitars, to be
Shepherd of lost things
Butting against life always

Living message in the drum, I'll sing
Without a name to name myself, I'll live
Swaying in the dust clouds
Salamanca's folk dances