Long time ago I'm looking for ah?
A chacarera
All? in the mountains, there is in my payment
Field outside
Fields of the rudita
to go inside Tulumba to find
cute your percale smock
dances to Dominga the chacarera
I saw a fence of a felling,
for being a mount
some blight, le? ita mansa,
the aroma
The smell of her smell
some people from the felling who knew how to cut
my friend Don Rivas falling
last winter for your pen
And on the loose drop the sweep
of espadrilles
all in the mountains, Moon
To light it
As cloud in the air I remain
the polvaderal
leaf and felling, moon fringes
The chacarera
In his pure percussion gown
go to Dominga
all the flowers in the payment
she is envied
They envy her because there is no
a color more beautiful than that of his percale
nor a girl who knows how to give
the air that has its good shake
And the girls would like to dance
how does she
braid in the wind
and a hand on the hip
His hip is a swing
similar to willow and willow as well
that's my grandma, they know how to say
the gauchos of the mount in quantity see it
If at 70 she dances her?
what has been in before
a posh and expensive corzuela
leave nothing
As cloud in the air I remain
the polvaderal
leaf and felling, moon fringes
the Chacarera
Only among all we can make this a better place :)