The train [Spanish translation]

If I lay my head on the rail here in Texas

Will I hear your train rolling far away

Will I hear the sound of the rain in Montana

As I've been to the tracks on this hot Texas day

And I hear your whispers, they turn into twisters

And tear through the east Texas sky

And I can hear your laughter falling from the rafters

Breezing up the dust like the stars burning bright

If lay my head on the rail here in Texas

Will I hear the sound as you walk across the track

Will I shed a tear as your footsteps I hear

And I realize my dear that you ain't coming back

And I hear your whispers, they turn into twisters

And tear through the east Texas sky

And I can hear your laughter falling from the rafters

Breezing up the dust like the stars burning bright

And I hear your whispers, they turn into twisters

And tear through the east Texas sky

And I can hear your laughter falling from the rafters

Breezing up the dust like the stars burning bright

As I lay my head on the rail here in Texas

The thunder of the wheels slowly start to wain

Still I press down my ear until nothing I hear

And the tracks of my tears made the tracks of the train