Los Fayeos de Mayo

The city lights
Guide me to the sea
To the wild beach
Where coal and sand
Embrace once more

The present is left behind
Lost in the sunset
Centuries pass in a moment
And I hear in a lament
The voice of loneliness

Wanderer, you come late
Wanderer, you come late
Dressed in sun and mist
You bring gold, you bring silver
to the May faeries

Among clouds of robin
I feel the mineral soul
Worked by disappointments
Dimmed like the lighthouse
In a sea of gray slag

Tired of the road
Annoyed by the roar
Of countless winters
I dream of eternal days
Awake in endless nights

Wanderer, you come late
Wanderer, you come late
Shining like lightning
You light up the emerald dawn
For the May faeries
For the May faeries

Among streets of glass
Thunders the song of the northeast
With poet's words
Evoking an idea
Transporting me to the place...

...where I long to return
Among the southern mountains
Where my heart flies
Where everything makes sense
Where I am who I want to be

Wanderer, you come late
Wanderer, you come late
Sweetened in your song
The dew already shines
For the May faeries
For the May faeries

How many promises you brought
With that spring
And they left with the summer
It took me a whole life
to return to your side
And to the May faeries

Wanderer, you come late
Wanderer, you come late
Dressed in sun and mist
It's time for you to rest
(with the May faeries)

Wanderer, you come late
Wanderer, you come late
Shining like lightning
Lighting up the emerald dawn
For the May faeries