Chacarera Del Sufrido

Wherever I go
bad luck comes close,
for me there are no roses...
for me, everything is a thorn.

Why say yes
if the sonkoy tells me no,
why ask the river
for the water that passed...

I ask Tata God
to come down to Salavina,
to show me
the path of my life...

Chorus

Many nights I have spent
looking for this chacarera...
How many nights will I spend
looking for a partner.

Dancing this chacarera
feels like I'm at a party,
it's like a moonbeam
in a stormy night...

Don't pity me,
even if my soul is suffering...
I'm like the Kakuy,
wandering through life...

I'm like the quebracho tree:
strong like its fibers,
that turns into stone
when time punishes it.