Zambita de Alla
Los Cantores de Salavina
Zambita from There
Song of the people from Santiago
They are the vidalas, they are the vidalas
The Chacarera and the zamba
How well they dance them, how well they dance them
When they start with the drum
They don't let it go, they don't let it go
They are accompanied by hoop and leather
Maybe a shout (drumming)
Zamba, Gato, and chacarera
Little girls to dance
Several clay jugs
I assure you: They will never be missing!
And a Santiago heart I assure you: It will never be missing!
When a person from Santiago dies
Nobody cries for him, nobody cries for him
They sing him a vidala
The glory goes away, the glory goes away
The bells don't ring
Nor does the flower wink, nor does the flower wink
Only the drums of the land
Seem to mourn him (drumming)
