América novia mía [English translation]

My seaside swarthy America,

The wind is brushing your crystal hair

Your chest as a dark mineral

Shimmering in the golden song of the wheat field

America, my sweetheart, this song

Awakens the chanting of the people in the voice of sea

Freedom went to the open sea

The time has come to fight and go

America, my sweetheart, take me

Between your swarthy arms embrace me

Pour your sweets into my mouth

And fill my chest with light

My swarthy America, treachery,

The ivy of evil has got into your heart

Blood covered the weapon with flowers

Selva began to pulse with song again

America, my sweetheart,

Your children will be happy to give you cane wine

Bitter, but so ours, you'll see,

So ours, that sweet, you'll feel

America, my sweetheart, with pleasure

The sweet days will return,

The outlines of the dawn will give you a kiss,

The alien nights will come

My swarthy America, there is no pain

That a human can't suppress.

The path of the liberator is difficult,

The return of the conqueror is long.

• Artist:Inti-Illimani
• Album:Chile resistencia (1977)