A Mí Palpalá

I feel the mineral running through my veins
Pig iron is my blood, and I feel it just the same
Let my song flow, melting the heart
Forging pure steel in the stream of my voice
Let my song flow, melting the heart
Forging pure steel in my voice

The hills and valleys, with their green, will give me
The color that my song needs to bloom
The rivers will give me that sweet taste
Of their singing waters, so I can sing to you
The rivers will give me that sweet taste
Of their singing waters, just for you

That’s why, in Carahunco, in El Remate and Forestal
El Cucho, La Escalera, Río Blanco, and the city
My voice trembles with steel and minerals
When I say your name, my dear Palpalá
My voice trembles with steel and minerals
As I say your name, Palpalá

Through your streets, I wandered as a child, unaware
That when I grew up, I would come to understand
That it’s no coincidence I am from where I am
And thanks to heaven, I am a Palpaleño, yes, sir
That it’s no coincidence I am from where I am
To be from Palpalá, yes, sir

As a child of your womb, I swear to you, Palpalá
I will carry you with me wherever my song may go
I will never forget that there is where I was born
And if God allows it, there is where I wish to die
I will never forget that there is where I was born
And there is where I want to die

That’s why, in Carahunco, in El Remate and Forestal
El Cucho, La Escalera, Río Blanco, and the city
My voice trembles with steel and minerals
As I say your name, my dear Palpalá
My voice trembles with steel and minerals
As I say your name, Palpalá