Tonada de Las Espigas [English translation]

Ears in the field

Form a single dawn

And when winter comes

They bloom again

Corncobs write a postcard

Of bird trills (1)

When the troupial's parcel of land (2)

Is ready for harvesting (3)

A Palma guitar

Sings out its long song

Whenever Cimarron wind

Blows across every string

A Savannah lily

Told a güirirí (4)

That every single morning

A hummingbird pays her a visit