Now the flood Night at noon Río peregrino Red morning Pyro sky Ten foot doom Outrun the storm Floor the four Wall of water Cañada wide Arroyo high Apache Pass arise Black river Black river Black river Turn or die! Black river Black river Black river Apache Pass arise!

I survived the year But as I turned I could find no fortune, no hope Only silence I called to my God But he didn’t show his face I called to the angels of heaven But they didn’t raise their heads Silent God! Worship has defeated me My soul is emptied And nothing is returned to me but… Praise the Lord of wisdom Whose anger is a desolation Whose fury is a deluge Whose grip is unrelenting Everywhere I looked there was persecution Like one possessed I prayed I instructed my land to praise the Lord I wish I knew what things were pleasing to a God! Against his will who can stand? From that day the Lord punished me My own God threw me over The angels veered away My omens were confused In the street I heard violence against me An evil wind has blown in from the ends of the sky Slander! Lies! To my family I became an outcast The devil wore my body for a skin My eyes stared and did not see Who can learn the ways of heaven? O Lord! I wish I knew what things were pleasing to a God! A pit had opened for anyone speaking well of me They who curse me forged to wealth and fame My god has not come to my rescue My angels show no pity For all who say “Mercy on him!” comes death For all who honey my lips comes the lance They dug my grave and sold my goods They gave my funeral to a stranger Even before I am dead The laments for me are over My country has stifled my name O Lord! I wish I knew what things were pleasing to a God! Maybe some bright day Good blessings will appear A new moon may rise My sun may shine.