Carnaval de Las Soledades

Stabbing sorrows, I drifted upwards
And upon opening my eyes, I woke up in Salta
So many sad people have come close to Purmamarca
Tears falling contained on the ground

Screaming my name
Enduring the pain
I'm hobbling with hope
With the buddies from the north
Bring more booze
The kind that's bad
'Cause the devil is loose
And bleeding in vidalas

Stabbing sorrows, drums and charangos sound
And the clashes are heard from afar
Rhyme after rhyme makes one shout
The curses heal, the spells from the burial