LYRIC

Los árboles rodeándome
Puedo verte descubriéndome
En las copas, que se vuelcan en la brisa
Y descubro que me hablas y yo
Soy presa y parte
De la lengua que me habla
Me habla sin palabras.

Translated Version

The trees surrounding me
I can see you finding out.
In the glasses, they turn in the breeze
And I find out you're talking to me and I
I am prey and part
The language you speak to me
He speaks to me without words.

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