El Arbol
Ricardo Andrade
The Tree
With all my senses
I want to slowly taste
The flavor of this space.
Let the rain wet me,
Growing up so high
With my branches touching the sky.
And have even more strength
So the years go by
And no one harms me.
Give seeds that grow,
Feel the fields alive
Because they are my brothers...
To be your conscience and faith
And make you feel a miracle, that..
We are one and the same.
When my time ends
Feed the earth
As I did in it...
And so the flowers bloom
That brighten the gardens
And perfume the air...
And may that scent last forever
And give breath to souls
And joy to the ladies...
And consequently
Feed the wildlife
And ask the sky for more water.
To be your conscience and faith
And make you feel a miracle, that...
We are one and the same.
Don't take my life away anymore...
How do you want me to ask for it?
Imagine a great silence
And everything is in ruins...
I want to be your conscience and faith
And make you feel a miracle, that...
We are one and the same....
A miracle that...
We are one and the same...
We are one and the same.