El Equipaje Del Destierro

You ask me how it was, the
Harassment I faced
You stick your tongue in my head
In my thoughts, in my something
And well, I’ll let you assume that
I left my hometown
That I fled, breaking the harsh
Threshold like a scared puma

But I assure you that they haven’t
Taken anything from me
Since they can’t take me
Away from this land

How are they going to steal my
Volcano and its lava
Divert my soul from the mouth
Of the river with its stream
Hack my landscape with the tree
And its branches
Kill me in the temple with the rough
Louse and its lice

Burn my book and its cover
With a usual bonfire
Join my pain with the yatagan
And its sorrow

Drown my boat in a storm
With its boot
Beat my spell into retreat and
Its incantation
Vibrate the string of my melody
With its tune

You ask me how it was, the
Harassment I faced
You put your eye to peek at the
Station of my memory
And well, I concede that in the end
They won the battle
But the outcome of the war
Is still unknown

But I confess that I didn’t
Lose a grain of pollen
Since they can’t take me
Away from this land

How are they going to exhaust my
Case with their home
Thin my neighborhood sack
With their looting
Yoke my universal song from
Cricket to its shackles
Empty my Araucanian
And its araucaria

Dig with morbid pleasure my
Grave with its tomb
Halt the turbulence of my
Feats with its gesture
The clash of my hopes
With its harsh wait
The baggage of exile is my
Smoke suitcase

Since they can’t take me
Away from this land