Over the endless granite rock of the Andes
Climbing sunwards to towering heights
Through high valleys and passes of copper
The condor rides thermals in flight
Their wings grant the spirit of freedom
Never bothered by walls of rock
Soaring high over the valleys in air
Flying endlessly in winds unlocked
The winds never say where they blow
But the condor soars with them to know
Upwards in thermals to the clouds
Downwards to the mountains below
The haunting melody of the condors
Known over the world as free
Not bothered by puny man
Their wings have never bent a knee