¿Se Acuerda Doña Maclovia?
Carlos Di Fulvio
Doña Maclovia, Do You Remember?
To you, my Doña Maclovia, I sing this chacarera
My heart ached when I passed through Herrera, oh!
When I passed through Herrera on that cold dawn
Seeing so much poverty, my heart ached, oh!
Do those who have so much know what a poor person needs?
So full for some, and for many, nothing
Chacarera, chacarera
We are all the same
For some the benefits
And for many the troubles
Do you remember, Doña Maclovia, when I passed through Herrera?
You made a little fire for me in the early light, oh!
Oh, my land of Santiago! How much you have loved it
You owe it nothing, ungrateful as it had been
You owe it nothing, destiny must be cruel!
Alone your soul in the world; the little turkey and the brazier
Chacarera, chacarera
We are all the same
For some the benefits
And for many the troubles
