Anahí (Leyenda de La Flor Del Ceibo)
Anahí
As arpas sentidas soluçam arpejos
Que são para ti;
Anahí
Teus acordes lembram a imensa bravura
Da raça tupi;
Anahí
Índia flor agreste da voz tão suave
Como aguaí;
Anahí, Anahí
Teu vulto no campo difere entre as flores
Pela cor rubi.
Defendendo altiva
Tua valente tribo, foste prisioneira
Condenada à morte,
Já estava teu corpo envolto à fogueira;
E enquanto as chamas a estavam queimando
Numa flor tão linda se foi transformando.
Os teus inimigos fugiram dali!
As aves ficaram cantando o milagre
Da flor de Anahí.
Anahí, Anahí, Anahí...
Anahí (Legend of The Ceibo Flower)
Anahí
The heartfelt harps sob arpeggios
That are for you;
Anahí
Your chords remind of the immense bravery
Of the Tupi race;
Anahí
Wildflower of the gentle voice
Like water;
Anahí, Anahí
Your figure in the field stands out among the flowers
For the ruby color.
Defending proudly
Your brave tribe, you were a prisoner
Sentenced to death,
Already your body was wrapped in the fire;
And while the flames were burning you
You turned into such a beautiful flower.
Your enemies fled from there!
The birds stayed singing the miracle
Of Anahí's flower.
Anahí, Anahí, Anahí...
Escrita por: Jose Fortuna / O. J. Sosa Cordero