América Novia Mía
Inti-Illimani
My Beloved America
Dark-skinned America of mine, coastal
the wind combs your crystal hair,
your chest of dark mineral earth
modulates in the golden song of the wheat field.
My beloved America, this song
awakens the people's song in the voice of the sea,
freedom has set sail,
it's time to fight and walk.
My beloved America, take me,
in your mulatto arms embrace me,
pour your sweetness into my mouth,
and fill me with chest of splendors.
Dark-skinned America of mine, the betrayal,
the ivy of evil jumped into your heart,
blood covered the canyon with flowers,
the jungle begins to beat in the song.
My beloved America with eagerness,
your children will give you cane wine,
bitter but so ours you will see,
so ours that it will feel sweet.
(My beloved America with eagerness,
the sweet old days will return,
the traces of dawn will give you a kiss,
the nights of the stranger will come.)
Dark-skinned America of mine, there is no pain
that the man cannot crush triumphantly.
The path of the liberator is hard,
the return of the conqueror is long
