Текст песни Caperucita Roja - Западный ветер

I am the wind of the North said:
"I ask, fly with me!
In my edge of cold cliffs
You will find peace. "

I just shook my head:
"Forgive me, my friend,
Alas I do not find peace
In the country of Cosmatic blizzard ... "

Oriental Wind Self Self:
"Understand the east!
I know you are tired of troubles,
Safes and alarms.

In the edge of the lakes forever you
Break up with longing ... "
I answered him: "Sorry,
I can't with you. "

And the south wind called quietly
To the country of meadows me.
"You'll be happy!" - He whispered,
But I refused.

And the wind western brought
Sad ringing strings
And exchanging distant thunderstorms
From the western country.

"It's not easy to go to my light edge, -
He told me then. -
Will you fly with me? Decide! "
And I replied: "Yes!"

So the charm of the south
And Northern Moroza
I exchanged a string
And songs of distant thunderstorms ...