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