Hija Salvaje

I am the wild daughter of my mother
Running barefoot on stones, my feet
I am the wild daughter of my mother
With long hair I go, with a strong voice I am

The daughter of my mother is a wild one
On colorful stones she seeks a sign
In fallen feathers, in feline glances
And the dance of fire gives her omens of love

I am the wild daughter of my mother
Running barefoot on stones, my feet
I am the wild daughter of my mother
With long hair I go, with a strong voice I am

The daughter of my mother dances in the Mystery
Howls at the Moon, smiles while dancing
Observes stars and renames planets
Feeling them caress with her voice as she sings

I am the wild daughter of my mother
Running barefoot on stones, my feet
I am the wild daughter of my mother
With long hair I go, with a strong voice I am

We all come from dark waters
We arrive in the world amidst blood and pain
But from scars emerge the wings
And in every storm, the drum must be played

I am the wild daughter of my mother
Running barefoot on stones, my feet
I am the wild daughter of my mother
With long hair I go, with a strong voice I am

We are wild daughters of the Mother
Playing with our feet along riverbanks
We are wild daughters of the Mother
With loose hair, our voices will rise

Our voices
Our voices
Our voices
Will be heard