El Héroe de Chancay

There goes Pringles, our brave
With his soldiers alert he goes
Crossing valleys, mountains, and plains
With the hope of freedom

Blue and white is the flag
The proud mountain range is
Because Pringles goes under the skies
With his desires for freedom

May the Argentines always leave
The same, if not the same ideal
May they never erase from our history
The action and glory of good Chancay

Glories to Pringles
Our brave so consistent to fight
Live in bronze
Steel and oak to those nobles I want to sing
Thus singing our songs
In other lands before saying
Glories to Pringles and his noble Cuyan puntanos
Glory to San Luis

May the Argentines always leave
The same, if not the same ideal
May they never erase from our history
The action and glory of good Chancay