Costumbre Criolla

Enduring in my hometown
The old traditions
Customs of Santiago
That I shall not forget
A monkey by the river

Catching mojarras
Shivering from the cold
Starts to whistle
The cross of the linyerita
Summoning devotees
Shaking their offerings in solitude

Local customs
Drinking fresh aloja
Singing vidalitas
For the carnival

Smiling under a tala tree
To not lose the custom
While I smoke my chala pipe
I enjoy drinking mate
Offering chipacos

Through the streets of my town
A little mataco monkey
Shouts incessantly
An old guitarist
Remembering his adventures
Composing the garguero
Seems to sing
Chorus