Translation of the song lyrics Todo Cambia - Mercedes Sosa

Todo Cambia (original)

Cambia lo superficial
Cambia también lo profundo
Cambia el modo de pensar
Cambia lo superficial
Cambia también lo profundo
Cambia el modo de pensar
Cambia todo en este mundo
Cambia el clima con los años
Cambia el pastor su rebaño
Y así como todo cambia
Que yo cambie no es extraño
Cambia el mas fino brillante
De mano en mano su brillo
Cambia el nido el pajarillo
Cambia el sentir un amante
Cambia el rumbo el caminante
Aúnque esto le cause daño
Y así como todo cambia
Que yo cambie no es extraño
Cambia todo cambia
Cambia todo cambia
Cambia todo cambia
Cambia todo cambia
Cambia el sol en su carrera
Cuando la noche subsiste
Cambia la planta y se viste
De verde en la primavera
Cambia el pelaje la fiera
Cambia el cabello el anciano
Y así como todo cambia
Que yo cambie no es extraño
Pero no cambia mi amor
Por mas lejo que me encuentre
Ni el recuerdo ni el dolor
De mi pueblo y de mi gente
Lo que cambió ayer
Tendrá que cambiar mañana
Así como cambio yo
En esta tierra lejana
Cambia todo cambia
Cambia todo cambia
Cambia todo cambia
Cambia todo cambia
Pero no cambia mi amor…

Todo Cambia (translation)

The surface yields and shifts its fleeting skin,
The marrow deep within is not the same;
A mind's eclipse, the axis of thought spins,
The surface yields and shifts its fleeting skin,
The marrow deep within is not the same;
A mind's eclipse, the axis of thought spins,
All things are altered, spun by the world's loom,
Years bend the weather's will with secret hands,
The shepherd's flock dissolves like morning bloom,
And just as every pattern rearranges,
Is it so strange that I as woman change?
The subtlest diamond, purest in its gleaming,
Passes from palm to palm—its fire roaming,
A nest is shed when fledglings dream of streaming,
A lover's pulse shapes new, uncharted longing,
The wanderer's course is drawn toward distant beaming,
Though pain be sown in turning and belonging,
And just as every pattern rearranges,
Is it so strange that I as woman change?
All turns, all turns anew,
All turns, all turns anew,
All turns, all turns anew,
All turns, all turns anew,
The sun remaps its course through vaults of blue,
When night insists its shadow root remain,
The plant adorns itself in morning dew,
And drapes in spring’s first emerald champagne,
The beast dons pelts of shadow, bronze, or hue,
The elder’s hair is silvered by the rain,
And just as every pattern rearranges,
Is it so strange that I as woman change?
Yet one thing will not bend—my heart’s devotion,
Though distance draws me farther than the tide,
Nor ache nor memory’s slow-motion
Of all my people's fate and pride.
What yesterday surrendered to the ocean
Must change again when new tomorrows bide,
So I am changed, a leaf in time’s commotion,
On soil remote from all that once was mine.
All turns, all turns anew,
All turns, all turns anew,
All turns, all turns anew,
All turns, all turns anew,
Yet one thing will not bend—my heart’s devotion…