Between the agave and the sea, I see you:
what a sweet and sublime vision.
The waves massage the rocks,
just like your voice to my heart.
Between the agave and the sky, I think of you:
what an intense and sublime thought.
The sun massages my forehead,
just like your voice to my heart.
In the silence,
I hear my soul laugh.
In the silence,
I hear my soul laugh.
I can hold my breath,
to offer it to you, slowly,
while the wind
plays with our hair, with its hands,
and gently caresses
our necks.
And the wind blows… and the wind blows…
Returning home, I see the houses
still asleep; the rooster has yet to crow.
The day knocks on the door,
and the wind blows… and the wind blows…
In the silence,
I hear my soul laugh.
In the silence,
I hear my soul laugh.
In the silence,
I hear my soul laugh.
In the silence…
my soul laughs.