La Maza [English translation]

If I didn't believe in madness,

Of the throath of the reckless

If I din't believe that in the bush

the birds' chirping and the fear hide.

If I didn't believe in the scale,

in the reason of balance,

If I didn't believe in delirium,

If I didn't believe in hope.

If I didn't believe in what I command,

If I didn't believe in my path,

If I didn't believe in my sound,

If I didn't believe in my silence.

What would it be,

What would the mace be without stone quarry?

A mixture conformed by ropes and sinews

A mess of meat with wood,

An instrument with no better pretensions

than litlle light bulbs put for escene.

What would it be, my love, what would it be?

What would the mace be without stone quarry?

A liar of the traitor of the applauses,

An old servant in a new glass,

An believer of Gods of the sunset,

Happiness poured with cloth and sequin.

What would it be, my love, what would it be?

What would the mace be without stone quarry?

If I didn't believe in the roughest,

If I didn'r believe in the longing,

If I din't believe in what I believe,

If I didn't believe in something pure.

If I didn't believe in each wound,

If I din't believe in what makes moves,

If I didn't believe in what it's hidden,

Become a brotherof the life.

If I didn't believe in who hears me,

If I didn't believe in what hurts,

If I didn't belive in what it is now,

If I didn't believe in what fights.

What would it be, my love, what would it be?

What would the mace be without stone quarry?

A liar of the traitor of the applauses,

An old servant in a new glass,

An believer of Gods of the sunset,

Happiness poured with cloth and sequin.

What would it be, my love, what would it be?

What would the mace be without stone quarry?

• Artist:Mercedes Sosa
• Album:Cantora 1