Hasta la raíz [English translation]

I go on crossing rivers

roaming forests

loving the sun

Every day I go on pulling thorns

from the far depths of my inner heart

And at night I go on burning up dreams

to launder clean with the sacred smoke all of my memories

When I write your name

in the white sand, a backdrop of blue

When I look at the sky in the cruel form of a gray cloud

you come into view

In an afternoon I might climb a high hill

look at time gone by

you will know there's no way I have forgotten

I carry you within me, to the very root

and though I may blossom, still you will be here

Though I hide me behind the mountain

to come upon fields of sugar cane

There will be no chance, my ray of moonlight,

that you would be gone

I think that every instant that I survive while I am walking

And every second of incertitude

every moment of my not knowing

Are exactly the key to the weave in that fabric

which I go carrying under my skin

So as to protect you

You go on here within me...

I carry you within me, to the very root

and though I may blossom, still you will be here

Though I hide me behind the mountain

to come upon fields of sugar cane

There will be no chance, my ray of moonlight,

that you would be gone