I'M GOING TO MAKE A PRAYER

I will make a prayer

With my hands
And my guitar

For the wind

I took her to the mountains
Where will you be
To listen to it
In it I ask
To see you again
With your tender gaze
You know how to love me

I will make a prayer

With my hands
And my guitar
 I left one day
Crossing the sea
Leaving you alone
In that place
Begging for a day
See you return
And our hearts
Stop beating
I will make a prayer
With my hands
And my guitar

Over there the fields

And their crops
Pine forest
The honeycomb

Where you listen only

The voice of nature
That remains
In his state
Almost perfect

I will make a prayer

With my hands
And my guitar
 To see you again
Maybe tomorrow
Leaving at last
This strange land
And so I can return
To my mountains
Where you wait for me
With a sweet look

And the sun scatters

Down the glen
Where I grew up
Without feeling your gaze
That shudders
All the ravine

I will make a prayer

With my hands
And my guitar