de esto naides nos responde;
derecho ande el sol se esconde
tierra adentro hay que tirar;
algún día hemos de llegar-
después sabremos a dónde.
Shall we save ourselves,
No one guarantees that;
Westward hides the Sun,
Far inland we should go;
Some day we'll arrive -
And learn where we are.
Fierro and his friend Cruz decide to leave civilization. Argentine epic poem and economic plan.
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