Corazon de Quebracho

(Cat)

After it rains in my hometown
the earth sprouts reeds;
and the loving ditch
steals brightness from the little sun.

And the flower of the happy air
puts on a bridal veil;
the prickly pears turn silver
and instead of prickly pears, they give roses.

The woodcutter has a drum
with a quebracho heart
that blossoms with bravery
a malambo dance of the boy.

Through the centuries they did not extinguish
the fierce roar of the puma
and on the edges of the Dulce River
white comparsa and foam.