Quererte Morena A Muerte
Inti-Illimani
Loving You to Death, Dark Beauty
Sweet and dark
Fragile and elusive
Mountain flower from the land
Came down to the shore
Came down graceful and dark
Sweet and elusive.
Rose-like breasts
Divided flower
Filled my mouth with thirst
Opened a wound
Wounded me with her
rose-like breasts
Divided flower.
Don't go alone
Stubborn poppy
Let me have you
Dark beauty, to death.
The water reflects
Your delicate hands
Reflects your dark face
Reflects your laughter
Dark beauty, the water reflects
Your delicate hands.
Among the leaves of thirst, I’m dying
Servant of the mountain, washing
by a stream.
Hidden among the leaves
of thirst, I’m dying.
Don't go alone
stubborn poppy.
Let me love you,
dark beauty, to death.
