Chile

Endless purple flowers and salt pools like polished mirrors give color to the desert and reflect the clear blue sky--- disguising with their beauty the poor soil and salinity of wastelands inhospitable, inarable and dry. Wrapped in a serape, and sipping chocolate´, I gaze up into the universe above me, musing in soliloquy on Him who formed the galaxies, and thinking of eternity, while hoping in His sympathy--- that He has formed a soul somewhere to love me. Oh, Chile, your beauty, charm and mystery allure me: Wild as the desert breeze, rugged as the heaving seas--- la alma solitaria su eco puede eschuchar y encuentra su lugar dentro de ti. Vine rows gently rustle in the sunlight warm and gentle as carmenere fills glasses and companions wine and dine. Blue mountains, dusted white with snow, uniting sky with earth below, cast shadow on the living like sundials of the time. And the rainbow-colored buildings are contrasted with my feelings as I walk the narrow avenues unnoticed and alone, contemplating freedom's price--- a wanderer in paradise--- whose travels, like the tracks of tears, have marked the passage of the years but led me to no comfort, home or friendship but my own. Oh, Chile, your beauty, charm and mystery allure me: Wild as the desert breeze, rugged as the heaving seas--- la alma solitaria su eco puede eschuchar y encuentra su lugar dentro de ti. Oh, Chile, your beauty, charm and mystery allure me: Wild as the desert breeze, rugged as the heaving seas--- la alma solitaria su eco puede eschuchar y encuentra su lugar dentro de ti.