A Crack in the Sundial

My family has known this mountain
Before your battleships brought conquistadors
Our work is displayed here, children played here
Go back to the ocean from where you have come
Selling us paper and taking our gold

My family formed of this mountain
Born of the rocks and trees reaching to our shores
Our children have prayed here, were betrayed here
In building your palace, made from the stones that we have brought here
Entombing our souls

No pierdes el corazon
No pierdes el corazon
No pierdes el corazon