I've got wings on my feet
You can't grab me, you can't own me
And all good, good luck with your disdain
With your hunger for power, with your big Mercedes Benz
The wheel of fortune goes, spins, goes, spins
I'm a balladeer, I'm a bandit
I'm a missionary, but not treacherous
I'm a Quetzal bird, I'm a Quetzal bird
Of the brave, of the joyful
In the temple of your house
I make an altar with your memories
That lift me if I fall, I always feel your presence
There's always another chance
Free like hares, monsters of the snow
Free through the countryside without the smell of fear
That clever snake always around