Canto Al Viento
Buenaventura Luna
Song to the Wind
(Song)
May no one know my sorrow
may no one hear me lament...
my life is like the sand
the wind plays with the sand.
I walk alone through the hill
to Chucuma
you see how tired I am,
white moon.
White snows of my sierra
cold moon
how long it becomes on earth,
my agony.
Sad flute of the wind
the lament goes through the sand
