One beautiful day, or perhaps a night
Near a lake, I had fallen asleep
When suddenly, seeming to pierce the sky
And coming from nowhere
A black eagle appeared

Slowly, with wings spread
Slowly, I saw it circling
Near me, in a rustling of wings
As if fallen from the sky, the bird came to rest
It had ruby-colored eyes
And feathers, the color of the night
On its forehead, shining with a thousand lights
The crowned king bird, wore a blue diamond
With its beak, it touched my cheek
In my hand, it slid its neck
That's when I recognized it
Emerging from the past, it had returned to me

Say bird, oh say, take me away
Let's return to the country of the past
Like before, in my childhood dreams
To pick tremblingly
Stars, stars

One beautiful day, or perhaps a night
Near a lake, I had fallen asleep
When suddenly, seeming to pierce the sky
And coming from nowhere
A black eagle appeared

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