(Horses are bridled and waiting
We ride with the morning light...
Tracks of the creatures to follow
The path of exotic life...
The waters and the crossing
Await us only hours away
Wish I could take you along... Amazonas
To discover secrets untold
Hesitantly we are sailing
There're rumours of a sudden attack... always ready
Stories of grave misadventure
The darkness striking back...
Four months of deadly living
No guarantee we will return
Wish I could take you along... Amazonas
To discover secrets untold
The waters and the crossing
Await us only hours away
Four months of deadly living
And no guarantee we will return...
Horses are bridled and waiting
We ride with the morning light...
Tracks of the creatures to follow
The path of exotic life... Amazonas...)

Voces, lamentos tribales
Nostalgia de un cierto mar
(Bonjour... Bambú)
Manuel, abre el sendero
Me dice: there's not way back!
(Bonjour... Bambú)
Y conozco estas historias
Que destrozaran mi cuerpo, oh no!