Querido Coronel Pringles
Celeste Carballo
Dear Colonel Pringles
I'm going to take route three
One morning to not come back
Singing softly I go
To the countryside
The city is always asleep
It won't even notice that I
Take my life
And the music too
May a cold wind
Hit me in the face
In my whole body
May my soul wear out
May the land make me fall in love
And not let me return
And not let me return
And not let me return
And not let me return
Because there's a song
There's a song
There's a song
That I'm missing
There's a song
There's a song
There's a song
That they're taking away from me
I'll go dreaming along the road
About all the afternoons
That summer keeps for me
The wheat awaits me
To give me work
The rain awaits me
Also the drought
The wind that takes away
Any joy
Nature will give me music
The chimangos, the teros
The frogs, the siesta
The pains of the fruit
The horses, the trail
And the neighbors very close
When the branding comes
In harvest times
To bathe the sheep
And to have a party
Because there's a song
There's a song
There's a song
That I'm missing
There's a song
There's a song
There's a song
That I'm missing
May a wind...
I don't want to return anymore
I don't want to return anymore
I don't want to...
I'm not going to return anymore