Текст и перевод песни Quilapayún feat. Manuel García - Mi Patria (feat. Manuel García)

Mi Patria (feat. Manuel García)

Mi patria era sauces, alerces y nieve,
Canelos oscuros, la flor de Pomaire,
Doncella de yeso en azul de los cielos,
Aromos flotando entre viejos volcanes,
Mi patria era sauces, alerces y nieve.

Mi Patria era cantos en rojas guitarras,
Nostalgia en la rosa que enciende la tarde,
Ardiente torcaza quemando sus alas
Dormida en el humo fragante del campo,
Mi Patria era cantos en rojas guitarras.

Patria, luz y bandera
De los puños alzados,
Volverás a florecer,
Volverás a renacer.

Mi Patria era cantos en rojas guitarras,
Nostalgia en la rosa que enciende la tarde,
Ardiente torcaza quemando sus alas
Dormida en el humo fragante del campo,
Mi Patria era cantos en rojas guitarras.

Patria, luz y bandera
De los puños alzados,
Volverás a florecer,
Volverás a renacer.
Patria, luz y bandera

My Homeland (feat. Manuel García)

My homeland was willows, alerces and snow,
Dark canelos, the flower of Pomaire,
Plaster maiden in blue of the skies,
Aromas floating among old volcanoes,
My homeland was willows, alerces and snow.

My Homeland was songs on red guitars,
Nostalgia in the rose that lights the afternoon,
Ardent dove burning its wings
Asleep in the fragrant smoke of the countryside,
My Homeland was songs on red guitars.

Homeland, light and flag
Of raised fists,
You will bloom again,
You will be reborn.

My Homeland was songs on red guitars,
Nostalgia in the rose that lights the afternoon,
Ardent dove burning its wings
Asleep in the fragrant smoke of the countryside,
My Homeland was songs on red guitars.

Homeland, light and flag
Of raised fists,
You will bloom again,
You will be reborn.
Homeland, light and flag