‘‘ El Árbol’’

DUET: I have a slight feeling, I have a slight feeling that you're sowing yourself badly. The tongue has told me that all the weeds have crept into the furrow, the weeds must be pulled up by the roots to make way for the timber trees, and with them, musical instruments can be made. CHORUS: Tree that grows to be a violin, sounds from the mountain. VOICE 1: Go on, Alfredito. VOICE 2: The little boy. CHORUS: Tree that grows to be a violin, sounds from the mountain. VOICE 1: Toranzo. VOICE 2: The voice of experience. CHORUS: Tree that grows to be a violin, sounds from the mountain. VOICE 1: When the tree grows to be a violin, not taking care of it is a shame. CHORUS: Tree that grows to be a violin, sounds from the mountain. VOICE 1: There are those who mistreat the forests, that behavior is not good. CHORUS: Tree that grows to be a violin, sounds from the mountain. VOICE 1: Listen, because it's never too late, if the joy is good. CHORUS: Tree that grows to make a violin sound from the mountain. (…)