Mate Amargo
Jose Damiani
Bitter Mate
Bitter mate that was born
In the circle of a bonfire
Spreading tradition
Between a style and a sad
Bitter mate that you brought
Among your tasty herb
The exquisite softness
Of a woman's hand
And the enchantment of a love
With which a girl poured you
You are the sincere friend
With whom alone chatting
You spend the hours rolling
In a light gallop
You are a calm advisor
Whom we listen to with delight
And between one sip and another
While the kettle complains
You talk to us about old things
About the longing and the homeland
The bravest one gets hooked
When savoring your bitterness
You are tasty like offal
And affectionate like China
You are the soul of the kitchen
That brightens a simple gathering
And while the flame shines
You go with tender enchantment
As if you were a kiss
Fluttering in the bombilla
And when already galloped
Like a bird without feathers
The water doesn't foam
And you are completely washed
You always have some side
For the man to take advantage of you
He turns you, and without throwing you away
Yerba, you remain first class
You are like a sly cow
That knows how to hide the milk
