Polca Del Curandero

In the lands of Sarandi
There was black Esmeraldo
He healed the lovesickness
He cured you from fright
An old woman appeared
Asking for the remedy
She couldn't dance anymore
Her legs were stiff

Dance and dance
The accordion enchants you
Dance and dance
The Moon with the Sun

Believe it or burst
To the bone-setter of Sarandi
When the Sun said goodbye
The evils surrendered
A blow to heal
Everything that crossed his path
He played the accordion
And even healed your soul

Dance and dance
The accordion enchants you
Dance and dance
The Moon with the Sun