Cien Años de Chacarera

Wild and rural flower
Simple and unique in the world
You were born on the fifteenth of August
In nineteen-o-one

You were a dream in Clodomira
Scenting its paths
Innocent to your destiny
Of giving birth to the country dance

In your teenage mouth
A singer kissed as he passed by
Let's go to La Banda
Children, you won't be lacking

Hundred years of country dance
Searching for the infinite
I want to keep celebrating
Sun inside on Sunday

Land, soccer, and guitar
It's the neighborhood of the lakes
And a channel that refreshes us
In the summer fevers

In the century of that courtyard
The mysteries were ignited
Sending the world rolling
Twelve singing apostles

Hector, Enrique, and Ernesto
Julio, Carlos, and Roberto
Agustin, Rene, and Oscar
Nestor, Shungo, and Cuti the punk.