María La Curandera

Heal, my child, the pain with our sunlight and the rays of the Moon
Heal, my child, the pain with the sound of the river, the waterfall and the foam
With the coming and going of the sea, let it hold you
With the coming and going of the sea, let me love you
Heal yourself, my child, with mint and peppermint leaves
Put love in your tea, instead of sugar, drink it and look at the stars

Heal, my child, the pain with our sunlight and the rays of the Moon
Heal yourself, my child, with the kisses that the wind blows to you, the hugs of the rain
With the coming of the sea, let it grab you
With the coming of the sea, let me love you
Heal yourself, my child, with the most beautiful love and light the fire
Give up your pains, let them turn to dust and new flowers come

Let them turn to dust, let all the pains turn to dust
Let the fire burn them, let the fire burn them and let new flowers come
Let them turn to dust, let all the pains turn to dust
Let the fire burn them, let the fire burn them and let new flowers come

Heal, my child, the pain with the heat of the Sun and the cold of the Moon
Sweeten the morning with the aroma of lavender, rosemary, eucalyptus and bring calm
With the coming and going of the sea, let it hold you
With the coming and going of the sea, let me love you
Heal yourself, my child, with the most beautiful love, listen to your intuition
Look at the whole world with the eye that you carry on your forehead
Heal yourself, my child, with the most beautiful love and always remember that you are the medicine
Heal yourself, my child, with the most beautiful love and always remember that you are the medicine

Let them turn to dust, let all the pains turn to dust
Let the fire burn them, let the fire burn them and let new flowers come
Let them turn to dust, let all the pains turn to dust
Let the fire burn them, let the fire burn them and let new flowers come