Madre de Madres
Siempre he vivido madre
Atada a tu costado
A tu cordon de luna desolada,
Cardon que me respiras
Paloma que vigilas
Todas mis infinitas soledades.
Tu corazon me late,
Tu sangre me deshace,
Lloro todos los dias tus desdichas.
Paramo que enamoras
Cancion que canto a solas
Tan torturada y mia, tierra mia.
Hablo del barro antiguo
Del polen y del limo
Que el mar arrastra en muertos sin edades,
Hablo del niño a manos
De la metralla infame,
Hablo de tu dolor y mi pasado.
Utero dulce
Tu crisalida soy yo,
Madre de madres
Entibiame esta cancion,
Nunca nos fuimos de tu lado
Por amor.
Mother of Mothers
I have always lived, mother
Tied to your side
To your cord of desolate moon,
Thistle that breathes me
Dove that watches
All my endless solitudes.
Your heart beats in me,
Your blood dissolves me,
I cry every day for your misfortunes.
Enchanting wasteland
Song that I sing alone
So tortured and mine, my land.
I speak of the ancient mud
Of the pollen and the silt
That the sea drags in ageless dead,
I speak of the child in the hands
Of the infamous shrapnel,
I speak of your pain and my past.
Sweet womb
I am your chrysalis,
Mother of mothers
Warm up this song for me,
We never left your side
Out of love.