Black Hawk
You'll see how someday love,
On the high branches of the aromo I will go.
A black coal stone,
over the clear sky of dawn.
Black hawk, eagle, condor,
Feather in the sacred wind of the South.
I will fly, naked I will fly,
the cathedrals, the clouds and the sea.
I will sing, I will sing,
over the dark wind of the storm.
Black hawk, eagle and condor,
Feather in the sacred wind of the South.
From my feathers arms will be born,
my love crossing the blue.
And in the peak a sun of clarity.
Oh! My country and always in your chest.
Black hawk, eagle and condor,
Feather in the sacred wind of the South.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)