Cantando Cruzo El RÍo Dulce
Los Chalchaleros
Singing Across the Sweet River
Singing I cross the Sweet River
I walk towards the band
I search for memories
in loose verses of the soul
Playing with memory
I thought when I was a kid
at the party the elf dances
appears I don't know when
The things that are not forgotten
the things I love so much
I always carry them with me
sometimes they hurt fiercely
CHORUS
My hometown is always my hometown
my hometown I want to sing to you
dear places
oh Santiago del Estero
In the mornings your streets
fill up with shouts
it's like offering thanks
to work the little ones
Arriving at dusk
the forest gives us its song
I wish to look and listen
to the sky with its charms
At night already closed
to the sound of the moon
just like many centuries ago
the violin of San Solano
