To the west

Al atardecer si miras hacia el este, puede que veas tu sombra crecer. Crecer tanto que te oculta bajo su oscuridad...

Escuchando "Stairway to Heaven" (To be a rock and not to roll.)

There’s a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.