Zamba Para No Morir
Hernan Figueroa Reyes
Zamba Not to Die
For my love, I dedicate this song to you...
My voice will break the afternoon
Until the echo of yesterday.
I'm left alone in the end
Dead of thirst, tired of walking.
But I keep growing in the sun,
Alive.
The old time was the flower,
The fruitful wood.
Then the axe started to strike,
To see it fall, just roll.
But the tree will turn green again,
New.
As the daylight burns in the sky,
I will go
With the amazed leather I will go
Hoarse shouting that I will return
Spread in the air to sing
Always.
My reason doesn't ask for mercy
It's ready to leave.
I'm not afraid of the ritual death
Just to sleep, to see myself erased.
A story will remember me
Alive.
I see the field, the fruit, the honey
And this desire to love.
I can't be defeated by oblivion
Today, like yesterday, always arrive.
In the son, it can return
New.
As the daylight burns in the sky...
