Fuego En Anymana

They say that I, just by being
I was extinguishing
Like the slow and blue light
Of a sunset.

They think I'm drying up the sun
Of loneliness
That for being in my roots
I no longer grow.

It's just that I am, who I am,
The same as always,
fruit that is drying up
In eternity.
If it's about knowing where I'm from,
I'm from Anymana.

Let those who have not known
Know that I'm not just being,
That I'm standing in the cry
Bagualero of the pujay.

If I go, with me will go
Everything that I am.
Far from here, far from me,
I will not be me.

Let me be, just to be,
Watching the sun rise.
I want to see in my country
The sunrise.

I'm here to last, like corn,
Simple and cereal.
I'm here to last, because I know
To pass and step on.
If it's about knowing where I'm from
I'm from Anymana.
I'm from Anymana.
I'm from Anymana.

If I go, with me will go
Everything that I am.
Far from here, far from me,
I will not be me.

Let me be, just to be,
Watching the sun rise.
I want to see in my country
The sunrise.

I'm here to last, like corn,
Simple and cereal.
I'm here to last, because I know
To pass and step on.
If it's about knowing where I'm from
I'm from Anymana.
I'm from Anymana.
I'm from Anymana.