Je suis P-A-T-R-I-A et les champs de la patria.

I am the woman whose love for Her has flowed deep and dark.

P-A-T-R-I-A de l’amour.

I am the land that has received her aging love.

Les champs de l’amour.

I am the land who has received the crying waters.

Les champs de l’eau.

I am the woman whose tears will not cease.

Le triste P-A-T-R-I-A.

I am the woman whose wise blood has dried up.

Le sangré sec P-A-T-R-I-A.

I am land who has soaked up tears continually without stopping.

Les champs triste sans arrête.

I am land who honors blood of a woman who kept it inside.

Blesser le sangré.

I am the woman who sees shape in oak, ancestor in pennyroyal.

P-A-T-R-I-A voyer les arbres.

I am the woman who feels the fire that consumes the trees.

P-A-T-R-I-A dans le feu.

I am the land seen by the woman and calls those eyes my own.

P-A-T-R-I-A avec voyer.

I am the land wind-whipped as topsoil turned by an invisible hand.

P-A-T-R-I-A changer avec le vent.