Chuquiago Marka

Chuquiago marka
I never forgot you
My beloved land,
You have the things
Of the first love
That is never forgotten.

I don't want to die
Without seeing you again
My chuquiago marka,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
My chuquiago marka,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
My chuquiago marka.

You are the light of the Andes
City of peace
With your white poncho,
The Illimani sleeps
Its happy dream
History of stone.

I don't want to die,
Without seeing you again
My peace of the soul,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
My peace of the soul,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!

You are the light of the Andes
City of peace
With your white poncho,
The Illimani sleeps
Its happy dream
History of stone.

I don't want to die,
Without seeing you again
My peace of the soul,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
My peace of the soul,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
My peace of the soul.

Chuquiago marka
I never forgot you
My beloved land,
You have the things
Of the first love
That is never forgotten.

I don't want to die
Without seeing you again
My chuquiago marka,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
My chuquiago marka,
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!