Footnote to crossing the border

As I had mentioned, I crossed the border on foot at the end of March from Chile Chico to Los Antiguos (Arg.) Everything that I own was on my back and the sun shone down from the blue sky and the crazy wind blew in my face. I began to sing to myself La Frontera by Lhasa de Sela. I heard it once on CBC at work and I know no other music by Lhasa but this is a spooky beautiful song. I will post the lyrics if I can find them, and my own (albeit amature) translation. I can´t explain my reasons for travelling and the feeling that you know you have to go, even though you love, better than this song:

Hoy vuelvo a la frontera
Otra vez he de atravesar
Es el viento que me manda
Que me empuja a la frontera
Y que borra el camino
Que detras desaparece

Today I return to the border

Once again I must cross

It is the wind that sends me there,

That pushes me toward the border

And that erases my path

That behind me disappears

Me arrastro bajo el cielo
Y las nubes del invierno
Es el viento que las manda
Y no hay nadie que las pare
A veces combate despiadado
A veces baile
Y a veces...nada

I drag myself under the sky

And the winter clouds

It is the wind that sends them

And nobody in the world can stop them(clouds)

At times it fights mercilessly (the wind)

At times it dances

And at times... it does nothing

Hoy cruzo la frontera
Bajo el cielo
Bajo el cielo
Es el viento que me manda
Bajo el cielo de acero
Soy el punto negro que anda
A las orillas de la suerte

Today I cross the border

Under the sky

Under the sky

It is the wind that sends me

Under the steely sky

I am the black dot that moves

On the shores of fate

Excuse the horrible translation but... that will have to do. Although my english version is not half as poetic one gets the idea and I must say that as I crossed the border this song and everything it means colonized my body and my mind and my spirit and I felt close to its heart.