La Humpa
Atahualpa Yupanqui
The Humpa
I am
I am like the black hill of Quebradeña
And you, little water that refreshes me, my Jujuy girl
And you, little water that refreshes me, my Jujuy girl
I am
Uphill path through Quebrada
And you, little breeze that caresses me, my Jujuy girl
And you, little breeze that caresses my Jujuy girl
They know how to call her Humpa
To the cholita who is suffering
Humpa
That's how I found you on my path, my Jujuy girl
Humpa
This is how I found you on my path, my Jujuy girl
Leave
I'm going to the high peaks of Quebradeña
(Where
Where the snowfalls shine, my jujeña)
Where
Where the snowfalls shine, my Jujuy girl
There
There in the living thinking about quebradeña
In it
In the Sun of the ravine, my jujeña
In it
In the Sun of my Jujuy ravine
They know how to call her Humpa
To the cholita who is suffering
Humpaa
This is how I found you on my path, my Jujuy girl
Humpa
This is how I found you on my path, my Jujuy girl