Pluma de Aguila
Mi Herida Es Un Oro Que, En El Ojo Del Casador,
Supura La Mas Pura Duda En El.
Duda En El...
Jurandose Que Me Acerto, Bendito Sea El,
Besos Ardientes Da El Desierto A Mis Pies.
A Mis Pies...
Siempre Sere Yo, Pluma De Aguila,
Felino Paso Lento,dios-bufalo, Chamam...
Retornare Yo, Con El Viento Mis Cenizas,
Guerrero Visionario De La Vieja Conexion.
Galopare En Tus Sueños Y En Tu Frio Corazon,
Fertilizado Con La Sangre Del Fervor.
Del Fervor...
Eagle Feather
My wound is a gold that, in the hunter's eye,
It oozes the purest doubt in it.
Doubt in it...
Swearing that he hit me, blessed be he,
Ardent kisses the desert gives at my feet.
At my feet...
I will always be me, Eagle Feather,
Feline slow step, god-buffalo, Shaman...
I will return, with the wind my ashes,
Visionary warrior of the old connection.
I will gallop in your dreams and in your cold heart,
Fertilized with the blood of fervor.
Of fervor...