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Description
Producer: María del Mar Rodríguez
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Arranger: Bob Benozzo
Recording Engineer: Pedro Pimentel
Recording Engineer: Gonzalo Castro
Recording Engineer: Juli Giuliani
Recording Engineer: Fernando Blanca
Assistant Engineer: Manuel Fernández
Lyrics and translation
Original
Imagina, dibújate un paisaje.
Deja tu mente volar, será un lindo viaje.
Improvisa, deja salir a lo que nace, a lo que nace.
Alegría y el corazón late que late.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Vuela, vuela con ella, vuela con ella.
Cristalino, en la noche brillan sus mares.
El misterio de sus aguas dice sentir que uno renace, que uno renace.
Caminando voy en la mañana o en la tarde.
Se respira a cada paso un nuevo aire, un nuevo aire.
Hay mucha isla, tantas que no se pueden contar.
Muchas orillas y tantos mares que navegar.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Vuela.
Luna de canela meciendo los sueños de este lugar.
Nubes de violeta, playas desiertas, sol de azafrán.
Remolinos de espuma que bañan mis alas en este mar.
Movimiento en las dunas, continua locura de arena y sal.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Hay muchos soles, muchas estrellas, hay mucha nube, vuela con ella.
Vuela, vuela con ella, vuela con ella. Vuela, vuela, vuela con ella.
Vuela, vuela con ella, vuela con ella.
English translation
Imagine, draw yourself a landscape.
Let your mind fly, it will be a nice trip.
Improvise, let out what is born, what is born.
Joy and the heart beats that beats.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
Fly, fly with her, fly with her.
Crystalline, at night its seas shine.
The mystery of its waters says to feel that one is reborn, that one is reborn.
Walking I go in the morning or afternoon.
With every step you breathe a new air, a new air.
There are many islands, so many that they cannot be counted.
Many shores and so many seas to navigate.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
Fly.
Cinnamon moon rocking the dreams of this place.
Violet clouds, deserted beaches, saffron sun.
Swirls of foam that bathe my wings in this sea.
Movement in the dunes, continuous madness of sand and salt.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
There are many suns, many stars, there is a lot of cloud, fly with it.
Fly, fly with her, fly with her. Fly, fly, fly with her.
Fly, fly with her, fly with her.