I'm angry at the silence
For all that I lost.
May they not remain silent
Whoever wants to be happy.
One day I rode on a horse
And I got into the jungle,
And I felt a great silence
Growing inside of me.
there's a silence in my guitar
When I sing the Harawi, 1
And the best of my song
Remains inside of me.
When love made me a gesture,
I stirred up fully
And by force of being quiet,
Quietly I consumed myself
1. A genre of Andean Music