La Flecha
Atahualpa Yupanqui
The Arrow
Fill my mouth with sand
if they want to silence my voice.
Pain is useless.
The arrow flies in the air
to be filled with sun.
They must break my guitar
so I don't sing,
I don't worry about that.
The arrow flies in the air
to be filled with sun.
Without love, surrounded by oblivion,
lonely is the heart,
I will not lower my arms.
The arrow flies in the air
to be filled with sun.
If they took away my eyes,
I would still see it
with my brother's eyes,
where the arrow fell
after flying to be filled with sun.
