Rosario Dinamitera

Rosario Dinamitera
On your beautiful hand
Dynamite concealed
Its fierce attributes
No one, upon looking at it, would believe
That there was in its heart
A desperation
Of crystals, of shrapnel
Eager for a battle
Thirsty for an explosion

Your right hand
Was capable of melting lions
The flower of ammunition
And the longing for the fuse
Rosario, a good harvest
Tall as a bell tower
You sowed to the adversary
Furious dynamite
And your hand was an enraged rose
Rosario

Buitrago has witnessed
The lightning-like condition
Of the feats that I keep silent
And of the hand that I say
The enemy knew well
The hand of this maiden
That today is not a hand because from her
That not a single finger moves
The dynamite caught fire
And turned her into a star!

Rosario Dinamitera
You can be a man and you are
The cream of women
The foam of the trench
Worthy as a flag
Of triumphs and splendors
Dynamite shepherds
See her waving her breath
And give the bombs to the wind
And to the soul of the traitors
Dynamite shepherds
See her waving her breath
And give the bombs to the wind
And to the soul of the traitors
Dynamite shepherds