Chacarera Del Esteko

I'm arriving at Esteko
maybe I'll find myself there
with the essence of singing
and endless chacareras

Carnivals have seen me
shelter in the skin
of the soul mountains
arcane within man

Today I would like to tell you
so you remember yesterday
genocide of races
just for not wanting

Aboriginal chacarera
renewing my faith
from Santiago and Esteko
I put my feet on your land

Not wanting to stop death
was ruthless and cruel
today salamancas again
face it

Dancers and singers
craftsmen of love
potters farmers
culture of Esteko

I have an owl in my chest
ancestral wisdom
I'm singing in the nights
stripped of the system

Aboriginal chacarera
renewing my faith
from Santiago and Esteko
I put my feet on your land