El Viajero - Raphael

Yo quiero ser el viajero

De mil caminos sin rumbo

Que pateando senderos

Llego' a salirse del mundo.

Aquel viajero estrenaba

Cada dia un horizonte,

Cada atardecer el alma

Y una estrella cada noche.

No llevaba ni mochila,

Ni sombrero no basto’n,

Su equipaje era su vida,

Que unas veces era piedra

Y otras veces era flor.

No se paraba màs tiempo

Que para hacer un amigo,

Y para envidia del viento,

Seguia estrenando caminos.

Que no llevaba ni mochila,

Ni sombrero ni basto’n,

Su equipaje era su vida,

Que unas veces era piedra

Y otras veces era flor.

I want to be the traveler

Of a thousand paths aimlessly

that kicking trails

I get to leave the world.

that traveler premiered

Every day a horizon,

Every evening the soul

And a star every night.

He didn't even have a backpack

Neither hat nor cane,

His baggage was his life,

That once was stone

And other times it was a flower.

He didn't stop longer

Than to make a friend,

And to the envy of the wind,

He kept breaking new ground.

That he didn't even have a backpack,

Neither hat nor cane,

His baggage was his life,

That once was stone

And other times it was a flower.