El Gorro de Lana
Jorge Yañez
The Woolen Hat
A woolen hat
I sent you to knit
For the harsh winter
That came to fall
You knitted it for me
With little passion
It faded, it faded
With the rain that fell
It faded, it faded
Just like your affection!
Seven white sheep
I gave you to shear
And then the wool
I sent you to wash
You neglected it
In a fatal way
It got carried away, it got carried away
By the current of the canal
It got carried away, it got carried away
Just like your affection!
Untie the boat
I'm going to Quellón!
Pass me the jug
And play the accordion!
I don't want sorrows anymore
Or false passion
I'm going to Quellón, I'm going to Quellón
In search of a new love
I'm going to Quellón, I'm going to Quellón
I don't want your affection!
