From the bottom I'm from the cold lagoon
Where the girlfriend of the night goes
To get rid / In silverware
On my waters / Of darkness
I am so small that I run agile
And so fleeting that who can see me
He believes that without sunlight the reality is fragile,
That there are creatures that can not be
Luzco mud skin, linen mane
Early morning eyes without color
I never reflect the light / I am a total shadow
I hear there is a blue sky / I can barely dream
Only once did they look at me without fear and without hatred
Only once a woman's kiss
And I felt the heart / So alive that I sang it
Dam of sweet taste / Who has not wanted to return
And today I know the fright / Of what has already gone
From the bottom I'm from the cold lagoon
Where the girlfriend of the night goes
To get rid / In silverware
On my waters / Of darkness
I'm startled by the reckless
That they were lost in their late night
And although I am not the herald of death
I am a güije of loneliness
... I am a güije of loneliness
... I am a güije of loneliness
Only among all we can make this a better place :)