Your roots run deep,
hundreds of years deep.
You kept us strong,
growing like the mala yerba,
mighty and fearless.
You give us the strength to fight till the end,
y con muchas ganas.
Round like the sun you bring warmth to our bellies,
nourishment to our souls and a sense of pride.
Your brown clouds resemble my folks and your patterns my life.
Your wisdom has taught me what I know and helped me bloom into what I have become.