La Flor Azul

That only my old tunal remains
Listening to the river sing for the carnival

A hope accompanies me in loneliness
When the huayra muyoj whistles through the salt flat

You were a very leafy tree, poor heart
Tree left without leaves without a love nest

Tell him... Tell that blue flower chacarera
At night I look for her by the southern cross

This pain in love pains without ceasing
Looking to become a song to make me cry

Amalaya with the luck that I have had
Singing for the sake of singing, singing without being heard

When I remember his sweet-looking eyes
I sit down with my dog alone to whistle

Tell him, tell him, chacarera, my sorrow
That vidala is coming back to me for the carnival