You might think that we gave up the fight a long time ago Under the shade of a Capoc tree, we decided to lay low Dreaming with a tranquil heart and a peaceful mind There are ogres that are pulling the strings, you'd have to be blind Sifting through the sands For the promise land Suenos con Chaneques, Suenos con Chaneques Did you think you could just wash your poison off in our spring? I advise you to listen, and heed every word that we sing If you bathe in the sacred water, we will steal your clothes Then you must come to the underworld to reclaim your soul Sifting through the sands For the promise land Suenos con Chaneques, Suenos con Chaneques