Soy de dónde

I'm from where La Quintrala
loosened her petticoats
and danced with the devil
hidden in a stable
I'm from where the Carrera
planned for independence
playing hopscotch

I'm from where the pear trees,
apple trees, and vineyards
are turning into
residential condos
I'm from where politicians
remember us
just to get a vote

I'm from where Víctor Jara
saw his wounded song born
and where Gervasio died
at the hands of a killer
I'm from where the peasant
spends at the supermarket
what he earned with his plow

I'm from Peñaflor
from Til-Til and Río Bueno
from Andacollo and Cartagena
I'm from Angol and Quinteros
I'm from El Salvador
Montepatria and Chimbarongo
San Clemente and Talagante
I'm from Lota and San Rosendo

I'm from where everyone
knows some gossip
and if not, they make it up anyway
believe me, that's no joke
I'm from where the plan
for the weekend
is to walk around the square

I'm from where tourists
pass by on their way to the coast
throwing their trash
and the leftovers from lunch
and the only ones happy
are the dogs jumping around
because they have Sunday lunch

I'm from where Violeta
learned to play guitar
where Pablo Neruda
recited in love
I'm from where Gabriela
taught at the school
in a desolate little town

I'm from Peñaflor...

I'm from where you can still breathe
pure air
where there's a smell of the countryside
around the corner
I'm from where the peasant
walks with the chickens
along with the old ladies

I'm from where they still celebrate
in some way
the festival of La Tirana
also that of Cuasimodo
I'm from where Zamorano
headed poverty
on a neighborhood field

I'm from Peñaflor...

I'm also from Portezuelo
they say from Rio Negro
and San Pedro
I'm from Linderos
From my neighborhood and my town