Andar [English translation]

Thought the road is narrow,

Thought the dust sticks to the body,

Though the winds drag me,

I follow my paths without a burden

Going like a roamer,

Without fix direction or goal,

to the turns of the weathercock,

To the blowing of the wind,

The case is going

The case is going

The landscape doesn't belong to me,

I go without baggage through the long night,

I want to be a pilgrim through the Spain roads

I want to be a pilgrim through the Spain roads

I don't propose a destiny.

I don't take off places to anyone,

Because my place is the air,

Like the smell of the good wine

Knowing that is never too late,

My foot always in the stirrup

And every step I take,

Is a step less to give,

The case is going

The case is going

The landscape doesn't belong to me,

I go without baggage through the long night,

I want to be a pilgrim through the Spain roads

I want to be a pilgrim through the Spain roads

I don't leave trace or footprints

Because I'm not a memory

I pass doing silence

Without being slave of time

As limit the horizon

And as frontier the sea

For not having I don't have a north

And I don't know what is to arrive

The case is going

The case is going

The landscape doesn't belong to me,

I go without baggage through the long night,

I want to be a pilgrim through the Spain roads

I want to be a pilgrim through the Spain roads

• Artist:Cecilia
• Album:Cecilia 2 (1973)