Quimey Neuquen

Flower of the sandbanks
Watered in the blood of the brave Sayhueque
Scream that is coming back
On your unbridled Pehuenche colt

From the sky in the night wave
The serenade is heard from the wind
Tupos the Moon lights up
In the black cimba of my araucana

Waters that go, want to return
Waters that go, want to return
Upstream in the learned song
Neuquén Quimey, Quimey Neuquén

The silence is already ripening
Through the wild belly of your walls
Rayén wants to fall asleep
Your insides tremble
In love

Here I am in my Neuquén
Tree-man seeding
With the strength of the pehuén
And the sweetness of the apple trees

The mountain range looked at me
With the eyes of its lakes
And they gallop through my blood
Their ancient spells

The wind gave me its cry
The Limay its wild song
The old machi Quillén
The magic of its summers

Wind in the scream
It is stirring up the backwaters
And my voice becomes splinters
When you want to become a song

Haughty, bold, arrogant
With my countryman lineage
I gained stature in my land
Nourishing me in her lap

Pine nut, michay, strawberry
They gave me, they gave me Indian flavor
Pride of being from Neuquén
With the pulse of the Agrio River

Waters that go, want to return
Waters that go, want to return
Upstream of the learned song
Neuquén Quimey, Quimey Neuquén
Neuquén Quimey, Quimey Neuquén
Neuquén Quimey, Quimey Neuquén