Huella Huella
Los Manseros Santiagueños
Footprint Footprint
Even if the night rushes me
I must keep on walking
If the footprint pulls me
I enjoy the smell of grass
I make camp wherever
I use my saddlebag as a pillow
And at the first rooster's crow
I'm already heading elsewhere
Footprint, footprint
You who saw me pass by
I pray to God I never return
Never turn my face back
I don't care about the distance
I'm not in a hurry to arrive
After all, if no one is waiting for me
Why should I rush?
I don't pay attention to sorrows
It's sad to walk distressed
That's why I sing this zamba
That only the road listens to
Footprint, footprint
You who saw me pass by
I pray to God I never return
Never turn my face back
