Plegaria Coya

Virgin of the valley
I don't know how to pray
I don't want to be lazy
I don't want to complain
I don't want to cry

I come from the hill
Holy good adventure
My dog has followed me
At the pace of the mule
Keep on walking
Through those gorges
Inside the river
Suffering the frost
Shivering with cold
And without rest
I've come down from the hill
Next to the village
And even to Tinogasta
Hungry and exhausted
And I could arrive
My good harvest
Has been entrusted to me a lot
Go, old man
The Virgin will
Accompany you
Go and tell her
That I am sick
That neither herbs nor plants
Nor rituals nor cleansings
Have been able to heal me
But that's nothing
Because I am strong
And I can endure
And if the illness worsens
I will pray a lot
Go, old man
March quickly
Get close
Next to the Virgin
There in the city
Look into her eyes
Ask for the miracle
Plead with faith
That she, who is so good
Will grant it to you
And here I am, mommy
In your cathedral
From up there on the hill
My dog has followed me
To help me speak
And here is the request
From my poor coya
Maybe you will hear me
And I am begging you
Heal him
Dark Virgin
At the foot of your altar
I bring you my child
Very delayed
With his illness
With him in my arms
I come to beg you
Mommy, save him
Because even though I am bad
I will never forget
You know, Virgin
That I was thinking of making my son
Study
So he doesn't end up like his father
Who doesn't even know how to speak
I was thinking of making him follow
To be a doctor, a doctor for the poor
To relieve pain
To know how to heal
But it seems to me
That my poor dreams
Will not come true
Because if he continues sick
How will he study
If the poor boy is sick
And is just getting worse
Mommy, look at him
He doesn't even open his eyes
And he's going to leave me

Virgin of the valley
I don't know how to pray
Dark Virgin
You are the queen of the place

But look, he's back
And he has looked at me
It seems like a tale
And he has improved
Dark Virgin
You have healed him
Come to her, she is seen
For any little thing
She sheds tears
Look, Virgin
I will swear to you
Just like to my mom
For this favor
I will learn to pray

Virgin of the valley
I don't know how to pray
Dark Virgin
You are the queen of the place