Receive the love of your children
who want to regain your breast
who come together to connect
To find the Grand 1
Who are aware that we are
and that we are both nothing
That we owe all to you, dear Mother
Already mother our ancients
Forgive the world and its ego
Far too ungrateful to see the goodness
We use your glory and splendor
to prepare the new day
You are the queen, the beloved mother
martyr by our machines
With vibration far too pure
for our half human souls
Receives the love of your children
Who have awareness and intuitions
Who despite interference
Have not forgotten the knightly mission
in the fog
Who hears the death knell
Raising a saber of fire
Before a paradise of ice
Forgive us the division
The devil has done his job well
We need to find your warmth again
Under their concrete and their rubble
The century of mass graves is the change
Who comes knocking at our door
Let's welcome him with a light heart
To pass to another time
Oh Pachamama
Oooh Pachamama
Oooh Pachamama
Oh Pachamama