Cacique Yatel

Roasting an ostrich picana
The evening surprised him in Shegüen
Dreamer cowboy of pine and light
Who knew how to be a lord in the aikén

With a shorn dog and a bell
An old tired horse with a cinch
There goes wandering Don Yatel
Wild chieftain of the aonikenk

When he arrives at the bars
For a shot of gin
He usually sings a kaani
With fables and legends

And his eyes wander
To the side of the road
Because he was born Tehuelche
And before anything else, Argentine
And before anything else, Argentine

How many memories does Don Yatel have
Of Isla Pavón and Cardiel
When Don Luis' boat arrived
Bringing flags for him

When winter releases its splendor
And the peak of Chaltén is painted
I imagine the image of Yatel
Chasing the ostriches towards the Sun

When he arrives at the bars
For a shot of gin
He usually sings a kaani
With fables and legends
And his eyes wander
To the side of the road
Because he was born Tehuelche
And before anything else, Argentine
And before anything else, Argentine

Hey, Yatel, have another gin, countryman.
No, I'm leaving now, no, I'm leaving now
I'm leaving now, no, I'm leaving now