Walking Song lyrics

I tread on the red dust which stains my clothesI walk on the palm-lined road by the orchardThere is no one around, the truck has vanished beyond the bendAnd the clouds cross the sky, crowded with birds The backpack is light and the trail shadowyAnd the morning sun does not burnThe rhythm of my footsteps is perfectIt reminds me of a music playing inside of me Once more the road carries me with herI only miss your footstep marked on mine One step after another stepOne foot after another foot and againOne step after another stepOne foot after another foot The bar in Santiago resounds with music and voicesThe girls dance happily on the courtyard's stonesThe Italian tourists admire them, leaning on the counterAll around the night is sweet and full of stars Emilio has arrived with his guitarHe is talking to Oscar and CarlosThe trumpet draws arabesquesThat shine sharply beyond my glass Once more the road carries me with herI only miss your footstep marked on mine One step after anothe
r step... Last night I dreamed of plains in green and brownAnd beeches and chestnut-trees dripping the winter rainThe sky was dark, and the fog wrapped everythingBut an inviting light shone at the house's windows And everything was grey and everything was dullLike the places where I grew upYet in my dream I was happy As she who is going back to the people she loves Once more the road carries me back to youAnd I listen to my footsteps once more marked on yours