Chacarera de Las Piedras

(Chacarera)

Here sings a traveler
Who has walked a lot
And now lives peacefully
In Cerro Colorado

I release my verses to the wind
Wherever I go
I am a tree full of fruits
Like a little mistol plant

When I saddle my horse
I set off through the sands
And halfway through the journey
I have already forgotten about the sorrows

Caminiaga, Santa Elena
El Churqui, Rayo Cortado
There is no place like my land
Long live Cerro Colorado!

In the shade of some talas
I suddenly felt
A girl saying
Calm down, people are coming

I'm going to give you a remedy
That is very good for sorrows
Male iguana fat
Mixed with mint

Chacarera of the stones
As criollo as none
Don't go into the mountains
If the Moon hasn't risen yet

Caminiaga, Santa Elena
El Churqui, Rayo Cortado
There is no place like my land
Long live Cerro Colorado!