In the springtime when the bellflowers bloom In the hills high above Santiago They hang their red petals low For Daniel Zamudio And the sidewalks that lead down to the sea In the town where they're drowning in history Are lined with abused ghosts Haunting our blue coast An ugliness exposed Beneath the bellflowers But more than anything I wish for the rocks and the trees to sing A beautiful sound in the month of spring And open their cruel eyes To see the bellflowers More than anything I wish for the rocks and the trees to bring Men to their knees for the bones that sleep And open their cruel minds Beneath the bellflowers It is springtime in the country I love And the hills high above Santiago Echo a blue tone For Daniel Zamudio Who died by her gray stones And bled in her green garden She'll keep his grave close And ringed with bellflowers But more than anything I wish for the rocks and the trees to sing A beautiful sound in the month of spring And open their cruel eyes To see the bellflowers More than anything I wish for the rocks and the trees to bring Men to their knees for the bones that sleep And open their cruel hearts Beneath the bellflowers