En La Selva (feat. Katie James)

Come, I invite you
I want to take you
Far away, to a little wooden house
Where I grew up

Come with me
Let me show you
A few little things
That I learned from the land

The work is hard as a rock and roots you
The love is sincere because it was born like water
Nothing purer than the sweat on their back
Nothing more certain when they give you their word

Smell of earth
Of wood fire
Of ripe fruit
From Magdalena

And when in the evenings (here, in Bogotá)
The sorrows come looking for me
May you never be missing
To see the stars

I want to hear the breeze that caresses the mountain
I want to take you and get lost in the jungle

Come, I invite you
I want to take you
Far away, to a little wooden house
Where I grew up

Come with me
Let me show you
A few little things
That I learned from the land

The work is hard as a rock and roots you
The love is sincere because it was born like water
Nothing purer than the sweat on their back
Nothing more certain when they give you their word

Smell of earth
Of wood fire
Of ripe fruit
From Magdalena

And when in the evenings (here, in Bogotá)
The sorrows come looking for me
May you never be missing
To see the stars

I want to hear the breeze that caresses the mountain
I want to take you and get lost in the jungle

I want to feel the wide silence
To hear only your heartbeats
I want to live in the green countryside
To love you with all my senses