El Cazador

I managed to be born in January,
already late for the warmth.
I became, winter after winter,
a clumsy hunter.

And so I left, and you had sworn
to go with me until the end.
It took me some years to arrive
and some more to return.

Completely alone,
under a scorching sun,
I screamed at losing everything
and didn't recognize my own voice.

I lived like a hunter,
in solitude, without faith or love,
my prey was always elsewhere.

I lived by iron and killed
and by iron I know I will die,
the sky has never been wrong.

And so I embarked on the third path,
guided only by the wind,
the peace judge saw me and said:
"you have lost a lot of time".

And I saw my love and it was wounded,
I didn't want to stop there.
I am a hunter, and I only chase
what flees from me.

After a long time
I received your recording.
It was from good days
and I didn't recognize my own voice, my voice.

I lived like a hunter,
in solitude, without faith or love,
my prey was always elsewhere.

I lived by iron and killed
and by iron I know I will die,
the sky has never been wrong.

I lived like a hunter,
in solitude, without faith or love,
my prey was always elsewhere.

I lived by iron and killed
and by iron I know I will die,
the sky has never been wrong.

And I can speak, and here I am still howling like an animal,
the day is short and the end is near.
Brother, this is the only thing I know:
I am hungry and I hunt