El surco - Chabuca Granda

Dentro de un surco abierto vi germinar

Una estrella de infinita soledad

Y con una canasta le vi regar

Con agua de un arroyo de oscuridad

Ay malaya la siembra se echóa perder

Y el agua del arroyo se echóa correr

Al lucero le gusta la claridad

Y al agua del arroyo la libertad

No dio fruto el lucero, se fue a alumbrar

Y el agua del arroyo le fue a cuidar

En una hora triste quise cantar

Y dentro de mi canto quise gritar

Y dentro de mi grito quise llorar

Pero tan sólo canto para callar

Ay malaya la hora en que fui a cantar

Ay malaya la hora en que fui a gritar

Si gritando se llora para callar

Y mi vaso sediento no llega al mar

Ay malaya la hora en que fui a cantar

Ay malaya la hora en que fui a gritar

Y asíse fue el lucero a su claridad

Y asíse fue el arroyo a su libertad

No le llególa hora de clarinar

No le llególa hora de clarinar

De clarinar

Inside an open furrow I saw germinate

A star of infinite loneliness

And with a basket I saw him water

With water from a stream of darkness

Ay malaya the sowing was spoiled

And the water of the stream began to run

Lucero likes clarity

And freedom to the water of the stream

The star did not bear fruit, it went to light

And the water of the stream went to take care of him

In a sad hour I wanted to sing

And within my song I wanted to shout

And within my scream I wanted to cry

But I only sing to shut up

Ay Malaya the time I went to sing

Ay Malaya the time I went to scream

If yelling you cry to shut up

And my thirsty glass does not reach the sea

Ay Malaya the time I went to sing

Ay Malaya the time I went to scream

And so was the star to its clarity

And so the stream went to its freedom

The time has not come to clarify

The time has not come to clarify

to clarify