Coplas de Bagualas Del Valle Calchaqui
Atahualpa Yupanqui
Verses of Bagualas from the Calchaqui Valley
(Baguala)
To sing to the bagualas,
the music is unnecessary,
tell your sorrow to the wind,
and the wind will sing them.
I walk through the world,
I watch the condor fly:
Damn, lucky creature,
you have wings, oh, to give.
Damn my fate,
to walk and walk.
They sell me ponchos and ushutas,
many laugh at me,
outside, I seem like nothing,
inside, maybe so.
Oh, what a strange life,
how uneven it is:
some break up clods,
others go smoothly.
And the rich man tells the poor man:
