This chacarera is truncated,
Alma and life of Santiago,
Old as the coyuyos
What do they sing there? in my payment.
Salitre blood and singing
Running on the trails,
Polvadera, vid and farra
Febrile of the salavinero.
I bring it from my payments
Where the mountain kisses the sky,
Made song on my guitar
And the Sonco in the memory.
Chorus
Everyone calls her 'the old one'
And ... Ay! many have copied it,
But this is the true
Who sings all Santiago.
Achalay my chacarera,
Sonco 'i bustles in my memories
And embers of the couplets
That my grandparents sang
Apenita is listening
The blood tickles me,
And they even leave the soul
The pains and mudancean.
Compaà ± o of my nights,
My little secret
To 'light up my countrymen
Humble but happy.
Chorus
Everyone calls her 'the old one'
And ... Ay! many have copied it,
But this is the true
Who sings all Santiago.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)