Chacarera de Mis Pagos

Folks from Santiago asked me to sing a tune, you know
And since I'm from Santiago, I can't say no

Here I go to see if I can, I'm unsure if I will
'Cause many times it thunders, but it doesn't know how to rain

I like the boots and the horse, the tighty-whities too
And the merino chiripá to show off my dance moves

Chacarera of my hometown, pride of our region
You will be the banner of the old tradition

I see some eyes watching me that won’t let me sing
In the strumming, I get lost, the verses slip from me

What a thing love is, how it changes a man
A gentleman, generous, soft-hearted, you understand

And here I am singing about the troubles I've faced
Pour some wine, my buddy, fill the glass, pass it my way

From the band to Santiago, there's a bridge to cross
Don't take too big a swig, or you might just slip and fall