Why, State, your eyes don’t see the Amazon River?
Tsiko said 'Amazon is life' and you agreed to save it.
Why the horsemen of interests invaded in the night?
Their bullet entered Tsiko’s chest but invades your own.
Since you hear the notes you do write,
birds, leaves, wind, heavy shower, so how
come, they consider you a hearing impaired?
The wine with its grace
purifies my grief.
When in bed, the two candlesticks
are the flames of your very eyes.
The other bird am I. I belong to nobody,
I don’t wake up and depart just to fetch food,
and then get back to sleep and wake up anew.
Athena, when you saved us with Hercules
from the Stymphalides Fowls, you wanted other things.
Neither honours, nor hecatombs.