Chile Lindo
Clara Solovera
Beautiful Chile
Help me out, buddy
So we can shout long live Chile!
The land of the thrushes
And the red copihue flowers.
With its snowy mountains
Damn! my land is beautiful.
There's no other that compares
Even if they search high and low.
Chorus:
Chile, beautiful Chile, how I love you
If they asked for my life
I'd give it all for you.
Chile, beautiful Chile, as bright as the sun.
Right here I leave you
My heart turned into a copihue.
Hold on to your spurs
And throw your cloak to the side
And sing yourself a cueca
One of those that makes you feel alive.
Let the guitars play
Even the weeping willows
Because in Chile, no one cries
Because there are only pure hearts.
