Tierra Sufrida

You saw the night like a bride
The old Moon, a trickster
The cricket in the willows
Prelude in its own way

The circle leaves its whistle
As the star begins to bloom
On a balcony, a girl
Enchanted by a guitar player

The serenade sings
Carried by a crafty chief
Running at dawn
The shout of the singer frolics

Graveyard where they live
Four centuries of music
And the northern wind's warmth
Breathes like the tall grass

Story of a ghost
Told by a lying cab driver
Ironing out his lies
Under the tangled hair

They flicker and fade, their fireflies
The stars above the hill
The kakuy hangs its cry
On the branches of the loconti

Drunk on honey and sunshine
The coyuyo dies singing
And in the summer's warmth
The añapa keeps dancing

Graveyard where they live
Four centuries of music
And the northern wind's warmth
Breathes like the tall grass