Chacarera Sacherita

This old chacarera
Wide súmaj too much
I found it by atamishqui
Going like someone walking

I want a sachaguitar
With strings of chaguar
Tuned by the wind
The pegs of vinal

Old rotten trunk
In the middle of the forest I am
If I serve you for firewood
Take me to your hearth

Sacherita chacarera
If I were sad
Just like the coyuyo
Ripen my heart

Love made me a baqueano
Just like a thieving fox
I'll roam around your henhouse
Waiting for the chance

I'll spy on you when you pass by
Without making you suspect
Like a burr in your skirt
You'll end up taking me

Crush me like añapa
If you don't want to give me love
Drag me to the cemetery
Hang me on the tallest cross

Sacherita chacarera
If I were sad
Just like the coyuyo
Ripen my heart