Hombre En El Tiempo

Ahead there is a path, I go through it
With the shadow ahead and the sun behind
I walk treading the trail of the infinite
Dust that steps on dust, I am the earth

Man from everywhere, I am the man
American memory of the song
And wherever I go, I am wandering earth
With the root outside the heart

I walked with the blood through all centuries
My blood is in all eternity
I am the time that returns in every child
And, from tenderness, sings again

I say they denied me bread and water
I say I know a mystery of moon and salt
The rivers know me because in the mud
I have been a potter of freedom

When life returns, it will come with me
A tumult of continental people
Wait for me in the strength of what grows
From the earth to the air, from the air to the bread