Anahí

Anahí
The sorrowful harps today cry arpeggios that are for you
Do they remember your immense bravery, Guaraní queen
Anahí
Ugly little Indian girl with a voice as sweet as water
Anahí, Anahí
Your race has not died
Its strength endures in the ruby flower
Defiantly defending your untamed tribe, you were a prisoner
Sentenced to death, your body was already wrapped in the pyre
And while the flames were burning it
It transformed into a red corolla
The merciful night covered your pain
And the astonished dawn saw your martyrdom turned into a ceibo flower
Anahí
The sorrowful harps today cry arpeggios that are for you
Do they remember your immense bravery, Guaraní queen
Anahí
Ugly little Indian girl with a voice as sweet as water
Anahí, Anahí
Your race has not died
Its strength endures in the ruby flower