In the quiet of the evening, the viento starts to play,
Carrying the secrets of the memories that sway.
With a touch of quimera, dreams dance in the light,
As shadows softly gather, turning day into night.
Underneath the ocaso, where the sky turns to gold,
We share our ancient tales, like the river flowing bold.
A danzón for the lovers, in rhythm we embrace,
With every beat a heartbeat, we find our perfect place.
The stars begin to shimmer, like the hopes that we ignite,
With every whispered promise, we'll chase away the night.
The río sings a melody, sparkling in the dark,
Together we will wander, forever as we embark.
As the dawn starts to break now, with colors yet untold,
We'll wander through the valleys, where the world unfolds.
With every moment passing, we find a path so clear,
Hand in hand, we'll build a dream, with nothing left to fear.
So let the viento carry us, let it guide our way,
Through quimeras and danzones, we’ll dance until the day.
As the ocaso fades softly, and the river finds its song,
In the whispers of the wind, we know that we belong.
Latin
Viento, quimera, danzón, ocaso, río