One fine day, or perhaps one night
Near a lake I had fallen asleep
When suddenly, the sky seemed to burst through
And coming from nowhere
A black eagle appeared
Slowly, its wings spread
Slowly, I saw it circling
Near me , with a rustling of wings
As if falling from the sky
The bird came to land
It had ruby-colored eyes
And feathers the color of night
br/>With its forehead shining with a thousand lights
The crowned king bird
Carried a blue diamond
With its beak it touched my cheek
In my hand he slipped his neck
It was then that I recognized him
Emerging from the past
He had come back to me
Say the bird, say, take me
Let's return to the land of yesteryear
As before, in my childhood dreams
To pick trembling
Stars, stars
As before, in my childhood dreams
As before, on a white cloud
As before, light up the sun
Be a rainmaker
And work wonders
The black eagle with a rustling of wings
Took its flight to return to the sky
Four feathers the color of the night
A tear or perhaps a ruby
I was cold, I had nothing left
The bird had left me
br/>Alone with my sorrow
One fine day, or perhaps one night
Near a lake I fell asleep
When suddenly, seeming to burst through the sky
And coming from nowhere
A black eagle appears
One beautiful day, one night
Near a lake, asleep
When suddenly
He came from nowhere
He appeared, the black eagle

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