Parece inviernopero el sol me quema.El viento es gris.Es frío del mar
Cómo pudistecambiar mi vida?Si prometistequererme a mí.
El cielo es ocrey en la montaña,te besa el soly el día muere.
Cómo pudistecambiar mi vida?Si prometistequererme a mí.
Y voy buscandoy no respondes.
Por la montañaoigo tu voz!Grito tu nombrey no respondes!
Oigo lo ecosde mi llorar.
Oigo lo ecosde mi llorar.
Oigo lo ecosde mi llorar.
It seems like winter,but sun is shining.Wind is grey.There's coldness from sea.
How could youchange my life?You've promisedyou'll love me.
The sky is ocherand on the mountainit kisses the sunand the day dies.
How could youchange my life?You've promisedyou'll love me.
And I'll looking for,and you'll not answer.
From the mountainI hear your voice!I scream your namebut you don't answer!
I hear echoesof my crying.
I hear echoesof my crying.
I hear echoesof my crying.