Traducir a
He liked it in the summer
Get away from your house
and climb the mountain
See the morning come
The singing of the waterfalls
And the cooing of the reeds
See the wheat fields grow
His river full of water
And sing on the sidewalks
Your freedom and hope
And fall in love with a star
Between night and dawn
The winters were spent
In the warmth of a cabin
And he felt like a poet
Among all the poets
conqueror of affection
By profession a pilgrim
For my companion, destiny
And friend of his friends
Lover when the night comes
Of the star and the dew
Era of bohemian life
With a shared heart
The rain was his soul
that watered the roads
Through the mountains, you could hear
Their songs, their prayers
And even though you left
Very early in life
Of your mountain and your river
Your look is the dew
Your voice was left in the wind
Your sorrows along the way
Your soul among the mountains
Your tears by the river
Your freedom and hope
They haven't left with you
Your freedom and hope
The roads are walking
Through the mountains and rivers
You hear the song of that Indian
