Vienen a verme [English translation]

I have the heat of boiling blood

The sweat of my missing fear breaks out

I have the cool that doesn't say a thing

I am that breeze that's growing stronger

Though the clouds are drifting away

And my skin carries on in drought

I will make it one day

And unravel my return

I have the earth that tends to my path

I have the limbs of a barren tree

I am the one who protects the weary night

I have silhouettes that come to see me

Though the clouds are drifting away

And my skin carries on in drought

I will make it one day

And unravel my return

I don't need eyes to find you

I hope that my scar never closes up

All that runs off pours into me

All that I dreamed of, I've already lived

Though the clouds are drifting away

And my skin carries on in drought

I will make it one day

And unravel my return