Answer:
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
It goes up and down the stairs without moving.
What is in the middle of nowhere?
Take it and you will lose or gain more than all the others.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.