Recuerdo escolar [English translation]

A voice shouting, always

always shouting...silence.

My hands full of ink

smudge a notebook.

Far away, very far away, very far away

you can hear the teacher's voice

talking about hills and rivers.

I escape through the window

I run, I run through the sky

and I ride, as a light blue horseman

over a very dark, black cloud.

Chasing white clouds

I spend the winter afternoon

A bell confuses me

Our Father...