El Viento Eres Tu

Sometimes a fast whistle enters the forest
That fleetingly runs through darkness and light
And the cold trees of the forest are me

All cups bow down in order to exist
If they did not do so, they would die
And that wind that brings death is you

You are the flame that burns the flower
And the violence of the fierce hurricane
The dark shadow that follows my love
Why, why... You go on, say
Killing this love that you leave today

You are the flame that burns the flower
And the violence of the fierce hurricane
The dark shadow that follows my love
Why, why... You go on, say
Killing this love that you leave today