Milonga de La Pastora

Milonga of La Pastora
Milonga of horse riding
Well-tamed milonga
Bold and charming
Gaucho song that treasures
Legends of riders
Of triumphs and sorrows
Always testing destiny
Argentinian male courage
And pride of my elders

Milonga flower of the desert
Milonga that is a symbol
Milonga for Virginia
From Tuculé, open field
Two names that in the concert
Most genuine of the gaucho
Two names that are landscape
Of Tandil that I love so much
That's why with my song
I also pay tribute to them

Simple and plain milonga
From a Sunday in February
Milonga of the corralero
Carrier and herd
Wonderful milonga
Of my singing guitar
Even my soul gets stuck
When I mention that countryman
Mayo Gogorza, my brother
Flag of La Pastora

Milonga of the horsemen
From the pampa Miguez, milonga
Friendship that lasts
Walking country roads
Milonga of the saddle makers
From Perico in the kitchens
Sooty pot, embers
Milonga of flowered ones
Milonga of troubadours
Weaving improvisations

Milonga of the singers
From Omar Vásquez my buddy
Duhalde and The Steel Flanks
Best horse herds
From the godfathers
Playing as if nothing
Life in the gallop
Catching some trickster
Milonga of the dribble
And the tragic fall

Milonga of the epic
Of Veroy and the great Tucuta
Of Aristegui who on his route
Unsaddled in a star
Of Jorge who walks in the footprint
Risking in the thickets
He left his coins well seated
In a risky challenge
There in Jesús María
And in the eastern lands

Milonga of my countrymen
Milonga of full homeland
Of the left-handed Bigürrarena
Reins and whip in hands
Milonga of the brothers
Borda and the Santamaría
Like a fire would say
They shone for their courage
For the memory of the gaucho
Glories of my land

Milonga with all my soul
For being born in Balcarce
Milonga of Chulo Arce
Milonga of laurel and palm
Neigh, buck and calm
Of the most reserved colt
Milonga that I have left today
For when my time comes
Don't forget that to La Pastora
With all the fuss I have sung