Chacarera del Violín
Los Hermanos Simon
Violin Chacarera
Violin playing in the distance
To the tune of a chacarera
With the wind sadly moaning
Like a lament of Kakuy Turay
Where does that old man come from?
He must be the same Supay
They say he has gone blind
From crying so much for Telesita
On the road to Manogasta
From Sumampa and Mailín
They have seen him pass by crying
Poor blind man, playing the violin
Telesita is burning
Dancing incessantly
Let the poor girl dance
The violin will always cry for her
The day is coming
And the blind man is leaving
Telesita has died
From so much dancing and dancing
The birds no longer sing
And everything is silent
Perhaps the fields will rejoice
When carnival returns next year
And the blind man with his violin
Will come down the road
Playing this chacarera
So that Telesita can dance
Telesita is burning
Dancing incessantly
Let the poor girl dance
The violin will always cry for her
