Dorotea, La Cautiva

I ain't no white man, captain
Once upon a time, I was
Let me go back down south
Let me go there

I almost forgot my name
Dorotea Bazán
I ain't no white man, I'm an Indian
For love, captain

I miss the pampa air and scent
Of the Ranqueles' camps
The dark copper of my lord's skin
In this empire of grass, wheat, and sun

You're surprised, captain
That I want to go back
A war cry from the raid
Calls for my skin

I became an Indian and now I'm
More captive than yesterday
I want to stay in the pain
Of my Ranquel people

I miss the pampa air and scent
Of the Ranqueles' camps
The dark copper of my lord's skin
In this empire of grass, wheat, and sun

I ain't no white man, captain
Once upon a time, I was
Let me go back down south
Let me go there