Happy Birthday, Ney Matogrosso!
Source: Thiago Piccoli, CC BY 2.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
My translation of Ney Matogrosso’s “Sangue Latino” (“Latin Blood”) from his 1977 album “Pecado” (“Sin”) in honor of the 81-year-young superstar.
I swore lies
And I continue alone
I own my sins
The northern winds
Don’t move windmills
And what’s left for me
Is just a groan
My life, my deaths
My crooked paths
My Latin blood
My captive soul
I broke treaties
I betrayed the rites
I broke my lance
I launched into space
A scream, an outburst
And what does it matter to me
It’s not being beaten
My life, my deaths
My Latin blood
My captive soul