Our one night
will change the time,
the bad time
Oh come, let this request be fulfilled
The cold touches the rocks,
the naked rocks, the honest golden rocks
Our son will be in the forest,
the falcon will have eyes
Our son will have a thunderbolt in his fist and a bavolitos
And in his lips a smile
like yours
Oh come,
let the fire of
grass and the smell of herbs burn in him
And while you have the power of magic
Make your dream come true, next to my dream,
give me a flower,
a flaming flower,
a flower of love
