| Mi Espiritu, mi Alma Peaceful as a doe, Sharp as an arrow Blood cold as ice, Life jagged as a cliff Heart cold as the artic, Fear empty as the wind Caring as the Sun, Mysterious as Midnight Light as air, Hidden as gold Pure as rain, Evil as sin Gone quick as lightning, Down quick as rain drops Crushes as if paper, Revived as if a spirit Tis I am, My Soul My Spirit, Tis I am |