La Pomeña
Mercedes Sosa
The Pomeña
Eulogia Tapia in La Poma
Gives her tenderness to the air
If she walks on the sand
And steps on the Moon
If she walks on the sand
And steps on the Moon
The wheat she's cutting
Ripens by her waist
Looking at alfalfa flowers
Her black eyes turn blue
Looking at alfalfa flowers
Her black eyes turn blue
The willow tree at your house
Is crying for you
Because they steal from you, Eulogia
Dancing in the carnival
Because they steal from you, Eulogia
Dancing in the carnival
Her face gets covered in flour
Her shadow gets filled with sand
Singing and disenchanting
Her sorrows get mixed up
Singing and disenchanting
Her sorrows get mixed up
She comes on a white horse
The box trembles in her hands
And when she sinks into the night
She becomes a dark dahlia
And when she sinks into the night
She becomes a dark dahlia
The willow tree at your house
Is crying for you
Because they steal from you, Eulogia
Dancing in the carnival
Because they steal from you, Eulogia
Dancing in the carnival
