Las Mujeres Del Cuá

I'm going to talk to you, comrades, about the women of Cuá
Who came down from the hills, by order of the general
About Maria Venancia and Amanda Aguilar
Two daughters of the mountain who refused to speak

Ay, ay, we saw no one pass by
The black night swallows that torrential cry
Ay, ay, the homeland is crying
The screams heard from over there seem like childbirth

They say Chico González was never seen again
They took him away at night to never return
Esteban and Juan Hernández were put on the plane
And when they landed later, no one saw them again

Ay, ay, we saw no one pass by
The black night swallows that torrential cry
Ay, ay, the homeland is crying
The screams heard from over there seem like childbirth

To Cándida Martinez
A guard ordered her
Come here, girl, he said
Wash these pants for me

The peasant girl
Was defiled right there
And Tacho, from a poster
Laughed in Taquezal

Ay, ay, we saw no one pass by
The black night swallows that torrential cry
Ay, ay, the homeland is crying
The screams heard from over there seem like childbirth

The quequisques were sprouting
The cornfield was in bloom
When the poor Matilde
Was caught by the patrol

The indigenous woman miscarried sitting down
Under so much interrogation
The stream told me
That comes down from the north

Ay, ay, we saw no one pass by
The black night swallows that torrential cry
Ay, ay, the homeland is crying
The screams heard from over there seem like childbirth

I'm going to talk to you, comrades, about the women of Cuá
Who came down from the hills, by order of the general
About Maria Venancia and Amanda Aguilar
Two daughters of the mountain who refused to speak
Two daughters of the mountain who refused to speak