One eye I left in the lakes
by casual carelessness,
the other was left in parral
in a bowling alley,
I remember that a lot of damage
as a girl she saw my soul,
misery and treachery
knot my thoughts,
between the waters and the wind
I get lost in the distance.
My right arm in buín
it was, gentlemen listeners,
the other in san vicente
it was, I do not know with what purpose;
my chest in curacautin
I see it in a little garden,
my hands in maitencillo
they greet in a pelequén,
my skirt in perilauquén
pick up some minnows
M'enredó in san rosendo
a foot crossing a corner,
the other in the quiriquina
I am sinking seas inside,
my discontented heart
beat with grief in temuco
and he has cried me in calchuco,
from cold by a frost,
I go and straighten my progress
to the slope 'e chacabuco.
My nerves left in barn,
the sangr'en san sebastián,
and in the city of chillán
the calm brought me down to zero,
my kidney in goatherd
destroy a walk
and in a street of itata
I broke the structure,
and endilgo pa birth
a silver morning
Disembarking in riñihue
the violet vine was seen,
without strings on the guitar,
without leaves in the colihue;
a band of chirigües
he came to give a concert;
with his little brother roberto
and carpe are a trio
what cant'al riverside
and in the swing of the ports.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)