Sarita Colonia

Iron combo, with more strength and sweat
They are bending the giant stone
Blow by blow in one place
With the certainty that it will be their home
And the hill, surrenders now
To the hands of the people

Of all races and all colors
With their thousand beliefs and ways of thinking
They are building in local assembly
Weekend, communal work
They came together, to forge water and drainage, roads and more

They don't back down even if there's no money
They self-finance, with pro tones
A huaynito plays, salsa dancers dance
Rockers shout, ask for chicha
A fight broke out that ended
When a tough guy pulls out a big knife

A chicha!

Sarita Colonia, patron saint of the poor
I don't want more sorrow, I don't want more tears

They don't back down even if there's no money
They self-finance, with pro tones
A huaynito plays, salsa dancers dance
Rockers shout, ask for chicha

A fight broke out that ended
When a tough guy pulls out a big knife

A chicha!

Sarita Colonia, patron saint of the poor
I don't want more sorrow, I don't want more tears