Alma Chayuera

I'm going to the river
To sit on the sand
And enjoy the freshness
Of the serene morning

I want to see the fish
Shining in the morning sun
Their gills pulsating
And smell the river breeze

The shining dorados
Are traces of the dawns
That on the beach sand
Treasure their hearts

Blood and foam on the sand
Heart of the same river
Silver and gold scales
Emblems of my love

I'm going to the river
Singing the folk dance
And I carry within my chest
All my yearnings

I want to see the women
With their skirts up to their knees
When they scare the fish
Splashing near the shore

I want to see on the water's surface
The dark catfish swimming
And feel inside the water
My pains distant