we're on path through Uruguay
night's so dark, we break our eyes
all we hear are cries of parrots
and of various monkeys cries
only wild laugh of gorillas
violating jungles' sleep
and in pitch black nightly darkness
it is echoing like shrills
someone's eyes are shining large
through the sweet grass of the bogs
and in pitch black darkness barge
blue and yellow cockatoos
heavy rain is hitting leaves
in the backpacks water claps
this trail so hard and full of cliffs
never ever we'll forget