Del Mismo Palo
Hernan Figueroa Reyes
From the Same Wood
My Tata was a guitar player
Singer of early mornings
Companion of Payo Solá
Churo carpero from Salta
Companion of Payo Solá
Churo carpero from Salta
His work in the courtyard
My mom echoed
While they both sang
The zambas they taught me
While they both sang
The zambas they taught me
Rancho burnt by the sun
Thatch and straw, stone and mud
Where a song cradled me
Made of aloja and lapacho
I also became a singer
Chip off the same block
For staying up all night, constantly singing
From the cacharpayas
The blood of the carnival
Won me over in my soul
The blood of the carnival
Won me over in my soul
I won't forget when he left
Hastening the afternoon
And the last sunrise
Of the little bird Velarde
And the last sunrise
Of the little bird Velarde
Rancho burnt by the sun
Thatch and straw, stone and mud
Where a song cradled me
Made of aloja and lapacho
I also became a singer
Chip off the same block
