En Tierras Blancas de Sed
Pascuala Ilabaca
In White Lands of Thirst
I swell my heart so it fits
Like a burning waterfall the universe
The new day arrives
And its arrival leaves me breathless
I sing like the cave that fills
I sing to my new day, I sing
In white lands of thirst, split by scorching
In white lands of thirst, split by scorching
The cacti called Christs
Glimpse from the eternal
And the thorn and the thorn flailing their despair
The earth tense and dry
Mates with its dead
The earth tense and dry
Mates with its dead
And the thorn and the thorn
Flailing their despair
And the chañar cooking the fruit
Of the Sun that burns it whole
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
In white lands of thirst
Split by scorching
In white lands of thirst
Split by scorching
And the thorn and the thorn
Flailing their despair
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
Solitudes, solitudes
Unleashed wasteland
A river that sounds
I don't know where, of waters
It comes to my chest
And it's like a waterfall
I stop and listen
Without going to look for it
Water, my mother
Water, my daughter