La Viajerita

From the hills
I bring this little tune
That's why I call her
The little traveler, sweetheart

Paths of sand
Flowery talc
And a heart that aches
From a forgotten love, sweetheart

Oh little traveler
The dawn is breaking
Bringing from the hills
Freshness and fragrance, sweetheart

I’m from up high
I’m from Cochuna
Little ranch
Mountains, rivers, and moons, sweetheart

I go to Alpachiri
On Sundays
And at night to the hill
I return all alone, sweetheart