El Cóndor Pasa

The condor of the Andes woke up
With the light
Of a happy dawn
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Slowly spread its wings
And descended to the blue river
To drink
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Behind him the land was covered
With greenery, love, and peace
Behind him the branch bloomed
And the Sun sprouted in the wheat field, in the wheat field
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Behind him the land