Cantorcito Del Pago
Chaqueño Palavecino
Little Singer of the Countryside
When I met you
By the stream
With a little flower in your ear
And a jug of water
I told you how beautiful you are
I will talk to your mom
You are more beautiful than dawn
And the flower of purslane
I would like to give myself the pleasure
That hummingbirds give themselves
To delight in your lips
And sip from your sweetness
If a jealous person asks you
Where did this singer come from
Tell them from El Ñato ranch
Where the Sun burns strong
You asked me to sing to you
Little verses that I sing
To you, divine brunette
I can't say no
I sing softly in your ear
One that is not for everyone
For singing to your beauty
My heart despairs
Your mom is happy
She told me yes
Now I take you to my ranch
I hope to make you happy
If a jealous person asks you
Where did this singer come from
Tell them from El Ñato ranch
Where the Sun burns strong