Grito de Pilagá

We were the first from here
we are natural from here
they have stolen even the sky
they annihilate us with hunger/they finished off our land
they preserve us as ballast/they banished our gods
they exchanged life for death.
How to go back? How to start over?
Black-hearted dogs/false givers of nothing
buried my culture/justifying barbarities
they sold us a progress that is farther away every day.
They exterminated the tree/now the land is dry.
How to go back? How to start over?
The people who once loved the land
today see with pain, their essence dying
How to go back?
They tear their clothes/for human rights
but for those who know/we are not even animals
green were our forests
clear and clean the rivers
by the hand of the wise/turned into desert.
How to go back? How to start over?
The people who once loved the land
today see with pain, their essence dying
We demand a change of course
we want to be what we were
free to love our history
for what our people were.
green were our forests
clear and clean the rivers
by the hand of the wise/turned into desert.
How to go back? How to start over?
The people who once loved the land
today see with pain, their essence dying