De Santa Elena

This was the first time
That I went to Medellín, that I went to Medellín
I came with my dad
And they left us like in Junín

We entered a restaurant
And we didn't know what to order
It was already very sharp
And we decided to consume
And I ordered lasagna and aguapanela
And dad ordered pure rellena

And people looked at us
And people enjoyed us
And people whispered
And said little steps

These people are from a village uf
These must be from a village
These people are from a village

And my dad got angry
And challenged everyone
And angrily shouted at them

From Santa Elena, from Santa Elena
We are from Santa Elena
From Santa Elena, from Santa Elena
We are from Santa Elena

I carry a comb, a carriel, and a ruana
And I'm afraid of my mother-in-law
To fight I am the demon
And I fear not even black blood

This was the second time
That I went to Medellín, that I went to Medellín
This time they brought us closer
More towards Maturín

And what a surprise I had
When I saw the governor's office
Very scared, I started to run
And I left my father behind

And he shouted at me like a wild animal
Horacio, dad
Close that mouth and come here
I'm coming

And people looked at us
And people enjoyed us
And people commented
And said little steps

These people are from a village uf
These must be from a village, of course
These people are from a village

And my dad got angry
And even took out a machete
And angrily shouted at them

From Santa Elena, from Santa Elena
We are from Santa Elena
From Santa Elena, from Santa Elena
We are from Santa Elena

I bring a machete, a carriel, and a ruana
And I'm afraid of my mother-in-law
To fight I am the demon
And I fear not even black blood

From Santa Elena, from Santa Elena
We are from Santa Elena
From Santa Elena, from Santa Elena
We are from Santa Elena