Zamba Del Duraznillo

Cachirlas that you go rolling
Streams of fruit in the sun
Working in the field
As if playing
Bird in flight

Mysteries of a poor nest
Tientito threading light
Boyerito without guilt
Flower of innocence
Shadow without shadow

Little wind of the roads
Flying away
Just like the peach trees
That grow around
Suns of childhood
Mature suns
You are like just another grass

With butterfly wings
Torcazas of the blue mountain
You keep spending dreams
Day after day, life after life

You became by riding bareback
And your man anticipated
A singing silence
Flower in your chest
Milk mate