Anhelo (part. Honorables)

For loving you, woman, with such longing
In my desire to worship you, like God
Now I'm unhappy, and the very sky
Put a world of forgetfulness between us

I cry, I kneel, I sing and pray
Before a Christ who has to judge me
To see if through all of this
He sends an angel to come console me

Even if they chain my heart of stone
This terrible pain, so cruel
I will love you, like my mother
And at the same time, worship you like God

I cry, I kneel, I sing and pray
Before the Christ, who has to judge me
To see if through all of this
He sends an angel to come console me

Up with the Matanza!
Pure Matanza, you hear!