El Condor
El Condor...........
Flying
This snowscape
High flight
High escape
Mountain light
This solitary flying
Wind sighing
Mountain light
Andean flight
El Condor
Soaring high
Andean home
Flying alone
Hear the moan
Of Incan wind
Hear it sigh
El Condor
This Incan wind blows
Andean mountain snows
The Inca have now gone
El Condor
Temple of the sun
El Condor..............
has won
El Condor
High in sky,
watching me
I see you fly,
you know why
God of sky
This great spread of wing
Land of inca,
encompassing
Mountain height
Mountain light
El Condor
Moon
Sun
Earth
Thunder
Lightning
Sea
These gods you see............
Cannot compare
To the giant of the air
That flies free
El Condor
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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