Green, so green
These sacred lands
Sweet, so sweet
Fruit from your hands
Distant blue
Your fires sing
Birds and angels
Spread their wings
Deep, so deep
Red from my thighs
Clean, so clean
The cries of a child
Morning sun
The mountain gleams
Your sleep brightens
The city’s dreams
Canta, cantos de revolución
De almas heridas
De amores sin perdón
Del tiempo olvidado
De la eternidad
Canta, Indio, Dios te lo devolverá
Sing, oh sing
Until forgiveness comes
Sing, oh sing
Until forgiveness comes
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