Between the mountains of the Andes,
The Latin American Indian
Outcome all of the tallest clouds
With the bright color of the mestizo
Between the sun rays.
The night is coming,
The mestizo skin color
Becoming towards dark,
The dark skin shines
With brightness of the moon,
Showing between the mountains,
The starry beauty of the dark skin.
At morning wake,
the dark skin becomes
Silky and smooth color of clouds,
falling as snow from the sky to the trees,
like in the winter time.
The sun at the highest peak of the cloud calls
Latin American Indian,
To dazzle the beauty of the mestizo skin,
That in the end of the day,
The bright sunlight calling to
Mestizo, White and Black,
To undertake a course toward foreign.