El Llamero
Jorge Cafrune
The Caller
I am a caller from the highlands
Singing, I am already leaving
With my little troops of llamas
Of llamas adorned with flowers
Until Jujuy
Like the little water from the hill
Singing, I am already leaving
For me there are no winds or sun
Just to go see you, little dove
Singing, I am already leaving, little dove
Singing we will return, little woman
The highlands are waiting for us
With its poncho of stars
My woman from Jujuy
For a pair of dark eyes
Singing, I am already leaving
Calm waters
I will close the roads
Until Jujuy
With the sound of the bell
Singing, I am already leaving
Beating inside the chest
A box of songs, little dove
Singing, I am already leaving, little dove
Singing we will return, little woman
The highlands are waiting for us
With its poncho of stars
My woman from Jujuy
The highlands are waiting for us
With its poncho of stars
My woman from Jujuy
The highlands are waiting for us
With its poncho of stars
My woman from Jujuy
The highlands are waiting for us
With its poncho of stars
My woman from Jujuy
