El Sitio de Mi Recreo
Donde nos llevó la imaginación
Donde con los ojos cerrados
Se divisan infinitos campos
Donde se creó la primera luz
(Junto a) la semilla del cielo azul
Volveré a ese lugar, donde nací
De sol, espiga y deseo
Son sus manos en mi pelo
De nieve, huracán y abismos
El sitio de mi recreo
Viento que en su murmullo parece hablar
Mueve el mundo y con gracia le ves bailar
Y con él el escenario de mi hogar
Mar bandeja de plata, mar infernal
Es un temperamento natural
Poco o nada cuesta, ser uno más
De sol, espiga y deseo
Son sus manos en mi pelo
De nieve, huracán y abismos
El sitio de mi recreo
Silencio, brisa y cordura
Dan aliento a mi locura
Hay nieve, hay fuego, hay deseos
Allí donde me recreo
The Place of My Recreation
Where imagination took us
Where with eyes closed
Infinite fields are seen
Where the first light was created
(Next to) the seed of the blue sky
I will return to that place, where I was born
Of sun, ear of wheat, and desire
Are his hands in my hair
Of snow, hurricane, and abysses
The place of my recreation
Wind that in its murmur seems to speak
Moves the world and gracefully you see it dance
And with it the stage of my home
Sea like a silver tray, infernal sea
It's a natural temperament
It costs little or nothing to be one more
Of sun, ear of wheat, and desire
Are his hands in my hair
Of snow, hurricane, and abysses
The place of my recreation
Silence, breeze, and sanity
Give breath to my madness
There is snow, there is fire, there are desires
There where I recreate