Lavanderas

Sitting by the edge of the clear stream,
They finish the day because their clothes shine;
They are the poor laundresses who wash the world alone,
The sins that the waves spread along the shore

Chas... chis... chis... chas...

The afternoon goes on, the water keeps flowing...
The water keeps flowing and the soap doesn't clean anymore

Chas... chis... chis... chas...

The afternoon goes on, the water keeps flowing...
The water keeps flowing and the soap doesn't clean anymore

Keep washing, washing oh ignored laundress
Keep washing and washing until darkness falls
Even with more water in the stream
You won't clean these stains
You won't clean these stains of sad humanity

Chas... chis... chis... chas...

The afternoon goes on, the water keeps flowing
The water keeps flowing and the soap doesn't clean anymore
And the soap doesn't clean anymore