La Alabanza
Los Chalchaleros
The Praise
Old singer from my hometown
old as the salt flats
praise folk song
I want to sing to you
Amoykaima says the drum
when it sounds over in Mailin
There goes Don Gallito
playing the violin
In Loreto I dance Zamba
the hidden one in Beltrán
for a good remedy dance
there's a Suncho Corral
Noka Salavina blanket
where they call the main road
praise, folk song
I want to sing to you
Ashpaj Sumaj the praise
sung in the quebrachal
I come as if they were calling
come to pray
Stomp evenly
don't anger the earth
brush it a little
the folk song
The moon is rising
shining in the salt flats
bewitching guitars
with its brightness
(Chorus)
