La Niña Que Baila El Rin

(rin)*

For this young man who dances
I punish myself in a convent
And the girl who leaves
To the seventh regiment,
Why should I say more?

For this young man who dances
My mouth waters
And it seems to me that the goat
Was half crazy,
Why should I say more?

Pass me the handkerchief,
Play the guitar,
Let me be calm
To stomp the rin, haha.

For this young man who dances
I'm going to Argentina
And the girl who stays
All year in the kitchen,
Why should I say more?

To this young man who dances
I took him in marriage
And to the goat, let him take
The devil as a wife,
Why should I say more?

For this young man who dances,
Promises of a thousand loves
And then for the little girl
Beans with pork rinds,
Why should I say more?

If anyone is offended
Let them tell me to my face;
I will punish them by dancing
Until their teeth fall out,
Why should I say more?

Pass me the handkerchief,
Play the guitar,
Let me be calm
To stomp the rin, haha.

*rin: typical dance and music from southern Chile.