De Hacha — Canto

The cold bite of the iron head,Singing a hollow, heavy dread,Against the oak, against the pine,To clear the earth and draw the line.

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It is the song of hands made rough,Of human hearts made hard and tough,The Canto de Hacha, sharp and clear,A pioneer anthem born of fear. The cold bite of the iron head,Singing a