Mañana Por La Mañana

Tomorrow morning,
What will I find?
Don't be late or I'll die,
The morning star, don't be late or I'll die.

I'm afraid of the water and the wind,
Of the light, the color, the rain,
I'm afraid of the sun and the moon,
Of the voice that follows me and follows me,
Of the voice that calls me and calls me.

Tomorrow morning,
What will I find?
Don't be late or I'll die,
The morning star, don't be late or I'll die.

I'm afraid of the shining sky,
Of the flower, the snowy branch,
I'm afraid of the closed forest,
Of the men who shout and shout,
Of the men who stay silent.

Tomorrow morning,
After the morning star has gone,
What will come within the dawn,
If an unexpected love will come.