Rita Cantu: Music

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The Guadalupes
(c) 1998 Rita Cantu

Chorus:
Where the wind never dies,
Where the wild falcon flies,
Where the mountains forever rise,
The Guadalupes!

If you look with your heart through the eyes of this land
You’ll glimpse the soul shining within.
When you hear the rocks sing, then you may understand
That understanding can only begin
To know all the secrets within.

Chorus

When the grasses bow low in their dance with the wind,
When the rain feeds the land that was dry,
While the cougar rests soft in the bend of a limb,
The endless season of days passes by
In peace – and the wilderness sighs.

Chorus:
Free, where the wind never dies,
Free, where the wild falcon flies,
Free, where the mountains forever rise,
The Guadalupes!

There’s a message of hope in this land that’s our own,
And it’s spoken to all who would hear.
If your spirit with mountains and sky would be one
Then you must speak for the land you hold dear,
And say what you feel, without fear.

Chorus:
Speak so the wind never dies,
Speak, so the wild falcon flies, Speak, so the mountains forever rise,
The Guadalupes!
Speak, so the wind never dies, Speak, so the wild falcoln flies, Speak, so the mountains forever rise,
The Guadalupes!
The Guadalupes