Guadiana

Run noble Guadiana
Mirror of beautiful Moorish
It becomes a stream
For the thirsty land

I never thought I'd witness
Your pain in the wasteland
It's like a god falling
Before the barbarity of drought

Run, run Guadiana
Through the Alentejo land
If I could give you this song
The vertigo of the currents
Give you the abundant alluvion
Of the primordial waters

And see you with dignity
Running through the fields
Like the river that has a path
Since the beginning of time

Listen to the stones of your bed
Begging you not to leave them
Listen to the still boats
Listen to the men, listen to the fish

Run, run Guadiana
Through that border land
I make an appeal to the lakes
I summon the sources in the sky
I weave three skeins of water
From the threads lost in the hills