Thika Papita
Kala Marka
Potato Field
In the small potato field
Among the green leaves
There is a beautiful potato
The birds are singing (singing)
The wind is blowing (blowing)
The sun is setting
The flowers are blooming
Let's love each other with joy!
In the land of the highlands
Where the sun rises
With joy and love
Forever, forever
Let's all go to the party
Holding the Wiphala high
And our love for the land
Will be eternal gratitude
