Dorotea, La Cautiva

I am not huinca, captain
I was a long time ago
Let me go back south
let me go there
Let me go back south
Let me go

I almost forgot my name
Dorotea Bazan
I am not Huinca, I am Indian
For love, captain
I am not Huinca, I am Indian
For love captain

I miss the pampas air and the smell
From the ranqueles camp
The dark copper of my lord's skin
In that empire of grass
Leather and Sun

You are amazed captain
that I want to return
A malon scream
My skin claims me
A malon scream
My skin claims me

I became Indian and now I am
More captivating than yesterday
I want to stay in pain
From my ranquel people
I want to stay in pain
From my ranquel people

I miss the pampas air and the smell
From the ranqueles camp
The dark copper of my lord's skin
In that empire of grass
Leather and Sun

I want to stay in pain
From my ranquel people