El Mate y La Luna
Magdalena Fleitas
The Mate and The Moon
The mate has its story
It came here from the moon
And it didn't travel by rocket
But in dreams that cradle you
Little moon, sow your dreams
Little moon that grows the mate
Guaraní from deep in the jungle
A good dream for everyone
Wake up your people, dance happily
The mate grew and became
A good dream for everyone
Children and old folks
They drink it like this
Warm water
Some green leaves
Give me a mate, friend
It's my turn
Fried pastries, chipá
Omelette and pork rinds
Pastries, sponge cakes
Cookies and bread
With pennyroyal, with mint
Lemon verbena or boldo
However it comes
I'll drink it
The mate grew and became
A good dream for everyone
Children and old folks
They drink it like this
Warm water
Some green leaves
Give me a mate, friend
It's my turn
Fried pastries, chipá
Omelette and pork rinds
Pastries, sponge cakes
Cookies and bread
With pennyroyal, with mint
Lemon verbena or boldo
However it comes
I'll drink it
