el sol
When you send rays in morning,
You cover the eastern horizon,
Birds on trees singing,
As if praising you sun,
The smile of your shining,
The the world is fine.
And when you set,
We have to end the day,...
You cover the eastern horizon,
Birds on trees singing,
As if praising you sun,
The smile of your shining,
The the world is fine.
And when you set,
We have to end the day,...