Buscar este blog

domingo, 6 de septiembre de 2020


Traveler that you move,
don't stop your walk,
in your walk we all walk,
we all who can dream of
with that sacred path that you call freedom.

Traveler who does not return to his land,
of mesquite and scrub,
tell me if you ever cried because you wanted to return,
but the road is long,
when you walk backwards.

Traveler, in the Serrat's style,
who sings to the walker who makes the way when walking.
Traveler, don't stop walking,
in your walk you carry my soul,
my soul and that of many more.

No hay comentarios.:

Publicar un comentario


Grande cuando cantas y haces esa magia que perdura para siempre, brincando de mente en mente, resonando bajo los mas hermosos atardeceres qu...