We were going to see the world. In this land we placed baptismal fonts. And an infinite number were baptized. And they called us Caribe. Which means men of great wisdom. Where are you going?. And are you going anywhere?. Where are we going?. Send me a letter. If you go at all. Ah the salvations of souls. But wisdom we had not. For these people had neither king nor lord. And bowed to no one. For they have lived in their own liberty. Where are you going?. And are you going anywhere?. Going in circlesgoing in circles anywhere. I saw and knew the inconstant shifting of fortune. And now I write to you. Words that have not been written. Words from the New World. Tracing the circles. Moving across my eyes. Lying on the ship. And gazing at the western sky. Tracing lazy circles in the sky. Hey wake up! wake up!. Where are you going?. And are you going anywhere?. Where are you going?. Send me a letter. If you go at all. It's such a delight to watch them dance. Free of sacrifice and romance. Free of all the things that we hold dear. Is that clear Your Excellency?. And I guess it's time to go but. I gotta send you just a few more lines. From the New World. Tracing the circles. Moving across my eyes. Lying on the ship. And gazing at the western sky. Tracing lazy circles in the sky. And the sky opened. And we laid down our armor. And we danced naked as they. Baptized in the rain. Of the New World