Alli En San Juan

Heading to anywhere.
Dream of setting off again.
Heading to anywhere.
I'm leaving from here.
Let no one tell me anything.
If I forget something.
My pleasure is to get tangled
in the Argentine routes. I know.

The beginning will be very good.
If I see your smile.
Because I walk, go and come back.
Like sparks come out of the fire.

Fire on the roadside.
That illuminates our journey.
The journey we walk
Those of us born to do it.

Come with me, don't miss it. No.
When dawn breaks
we will arrive in San Juan, maybe.
There the good wine will welcome us.
Pozo, Modaca and a thousand more friends will
celebrate it.
They will celebrate.
When dawn breaks.

From Caucete to Ichigualasto.
From Zonda to Caligasta.
From Talacasto to Aguas Negras.
Rodeo and Jachal.
They will know that I'm heading to Iglesias,
as I used to do.
That's why I sing to the memory
of Don Nicanor Cortéz.

Come with me, don't miss it. No.
When dawn breaks
we will arrive in San Juan, maybe.
There the good wine will welcome us.
Pozo, Mondaca and a thousand more friends will celebrate it.
There in San Juan.
They will celebrate.
By Pizmanta and Bauchazeta.

Come with me, don't miss it. No.
When dawn breaks
we will arrive in San Juan, maybe.
There the good wine will welcome us.
Pozo Mondaca and a thousand more friends will celebrate it.
There in San Juan.

They will celebrate.
There in San Juan.