Dueño Ausente
Chabuca Granda
Absent Owner
Countrywoman of my heights
Innocent mountain girl
With rosy cheeks
And long blackberry braids
From your Colorado roof
Set in your mountains
What dreams were taken from you
Descending from your proud mountain?
Your owner serves the homeland
And left you in your care
His corn and wheat fields
And the already sown quinoa
In your hidden little land
At the bottom of a ravine
Your owner will come for you
After the time is up
His corn and wheat fields
And the already sown quinoa
In your hidden little land
At the bottom of a ravine
Countrywoman of my heights
If you, like the broom
Flourish in the ravine
And there is no plant like yours on the coast
The rose of your cheeks
Is turning saffron
Go as soon as possible, countrywoman
Return, climb to your proud mountain
Your owner serves the homeland
And left you in your care
His corn and wheat fields
And the already sown quinoa
In your hidden little land
At the bottom of a ravine
Your owner will come for you
After the time is up
His corn and wheat fields
And the already sown quinoa
In your hidden little land
At the bottom of a ravine
