Overground - The Wounded Hawk

Original photos edited by me.

The Wounded Hawk

Uncertain of the destiny colored in black
Fall over my unquiet soul.
The wounded hawk Lies into the deepest wood
And her convalescence place keeps her hide.

In vain I look their green highs
Dancing with the wind.
Nothing exist anymore for me
In their ancestral dance of leaves.

My anguish paralyzes me and I do nothing.
My heart weeps
While stop of beat
Breaking the greatest illusions.

Dying in my arms
The agonic hope
I try to find her finest body
I rain the paths with tears
I storming the menacing clouds
I burn and seed
Again and again
Crying the desperate call of nature.

Gloomy fortune sunsets
Rise in the depth horizon
Yellow, orange and blood
Paint the vanishing death of a day.
The wounded hawk sings a melody
Requiem to a certain end
Elegy to my pain and me
Song of love and death.

Certain of a destiny colored in blood
Destroy an unquiet soul.
The wounded hawk fall into the deepest wood
And her final resting place keeps her wings hide.

In vain I wish to see her softly fly
Dancing in the wind.
But nothing exits anymore for me
In her older feather swing.

Lyrics and Music: Orlando Cordero.