Rumor
Triana
Rumor
One day it came out of silence
In the echo of a voice
And it spread with the wind
That reaches the heart
The guitar in the morning
Spoke to him about freedom
Things come out of his mind
That he doesn't want to keep quiet
Through the streets and the paths
The early morning comes
The guitar in the morning
Spoke to him about freedom
A rumor is heard on the corners
Announcing that it will arrive
The day when all men
Will be able to walk together
The guitar in the morning