Brisa Mañanera

I want to return to my homeland Where the ashes of my people fly Return I want to return to my homeland Where wild flowers spring from the past And not to miss For one more day The morning breeze washing my skin Not to miss One moment more The gentle dew of your sweet kisses And I can't seem to close my eyes Without feeling your presence Flower fragrance Heavy perfume I don't want to wake up one more day Without sensing your rhythm That slow winking of your star Asleep Lying in the arms of a dream Of the past that the morning breeze revives Asleep Like a mind adrift Sailing by a single star The past and the present The beat of my people Life may be over From one day to the next In a single beat Your lips and your smile Ashes to ashes