América Novia Mía
Patricio Manns
My Beloved America
Brown-skinned America of mine: coastline,
The wind combs your crystal hair,
Your chest of dark, mineral earth,
Ripples in the golden song of the wheat field.
My beloved America: take me,
Wrap me in your mulatto arms,
Pour your sweetness into my mouth,
And fill me with chest of splendors.
My beloved America: this song
Awakens the people's song in the voice of the sea,
Freedom has set sail,
It's time to fight and walk.
Brown-skinned America of mine: with passion
Blood covered the canyon with flowers,
The ivy of evil jumped into your heart,
The jungle starts to beat again in the song.
Brown-skinned America of mine: there is no pain
That the man cannot crush triumphantly.
The path of the liberator is tough,
The return of the conqueror is long.
My beloved America: eagerly
The sweet ancient days will return,
The rays of dawn will give you a kiss,
The nights of the stranger will come.
*Andean Voices: Jaime Garat, José Ortega, Rolando Jaque, and Víctor Ibarra
