2018.05.04.
In Venezuela
Versions: #2I carry your light and your scent on my skin
And the cuatro* in my heart
I carry in my blood the sea foam
And your horizon in my eyes
I don't envy the flight nor the nest to the troupial
I'm like the wind in the harvest
I feel the Caribbean Sea like a woman
I'm like this.. What can I do?
I am desert, jungle, snow, and volcano
And when I walk, I leave a trail
And the rumor of the plains in a song
That makes me lose sleep
The woman I love has to be
Heart, fire and spur
With tanned skin like a flower
Of Venezuela
With your landscapes in my dreams I'll go
Through those worlds of God
And your memories at sunset
Will shorten the path
Between your beaches my childhood was left
Lying in the wind and the sun
And that nostalgia that climbs to my voice
Unintentionally, became a song
From the mountains I want the immensity
And from river -- the watercolor
And of you, the children
That will plant new stars
And if one day I have to shipwreck
And the typhoon breaks my sails
Bury my body close to the sea
In Venezuela