Fiesta Linda

A ranch of mud and straw
A fence of prickly pear
In the middle of the courtyard, two old folks from Salavina were dancing
In the middle of the courtyard, two old folks from Salavina were dancing

The old man was moving the dice, the old lady was charming
And the crowd was saying: What a tasty little old lady
And the crowd was saying: What a tasty little old lady

With garlic and moonshine, the party continues
Patient, cheerful, and lively, the old ladies fall asleep
Patient, cheerful, and lively, the old ladies fall asleep

Lovely party in Salavina; it wasn't just any party
This chacarera flower lit up in my heart
This chacarera flower lit up in my heart

It brightens up the hearts to the sound of a drum
His violin makes an old man from Salavina cry
His violin makes an old man from Salavina cry
The boys tune the boxes and sing a vidala
The song rises to the sky like the smoke from the huts
The song rises to the sky like the smoke from the huts

What a joyful gathering, and I say it here singing
In a dance with young girls, the old ladies are unnecessary
In a dance with young girls, the old ladies are unnecessary

Lovely party in Salavina, it wasn't just any party
This chacarera flower lit up in my heart
This chacarera flower lit up in my heart