Celedonia Batista

Coming down from the hill
Is Celedonia Batista
Carrying on her back the baby
Who falls asleep

She's a spot far away
With her yellow skirt
Dragging the exhaustion
Thread by thread woven

With threads of freedom
Oh, Celedonia Batista!
Weave me an endless time
Where life doesn't cost
Weave me an endless time
Where life doesn't cost

She sells for a few coins
So much woven grazing
She knows no one can pay her
For her ancient wisdom

And while she weaves her blankets
With loving joy
She often sings in her verses
That the coya doesn't resign

With threads of freedom
Oh, Celedonia Batista!
Weave me an endless time
Where life doesn't cost
Weave me an endless time
Where life doesn't cost

Weave me an endless time
Where life doesn't cost
Weave me an endless time
Where life doesn't cost

Where life doesn't cost, life