Junco Y Barro

Girl from the rivers please
lend me your canoe I want to be
the rough navigator under the sun
blood and sweat of the Paraná.

Machete on my waist
I search the forest
the magic of quebracho will tie me
I get dizzy in the fever of the swamp
I am reed and clay of the Paraná.

But when dawn
blows the day among the reeds
I will be the native
who in the jungle
worships the sun
I will see my race
carved in wood
that time forged
in work and in love.