El Andariego

I come looking for a token, where will it be?
Long roads I walk without stopping
I turned around Loreto also through Suncho Corral
I walked through the ravine and it will kill

I walked through Añatuya Campo Gallo and Quimilí
I will keep looking for her until I die
I come looking for a token where will it be
Long roads I walk without stopping

In Salavina it was not Sumampa nor Medellín
The little birds that pass by cry for me

Many suns have burned me I am very sad
Moons saw me awake I am crying
I skirted the Salado I returned by April seven
Passing through Atamishqui I arrived at Mailín
I will look for her by the band rich ravine, the willow grove
Pampa muyoj, sinchi caña and guasayán

I come looking for a token where will it be
Many roads I walk without stopping
How many roads saw me and how many towns as well
In Tatanica and El Charco I lost faith