Chango Changuito

I have a little monkey
Belly in the air dancing
Barefoot playing in the sand
Dreaming with the stars

Offspring of a beloved time
One that is never forgotten
When he calls me 'tatita'
'Patay' becomes my life

'Patay' becomes my life
And in my singing chest
A flower of the air lights up
More beautiful than the morning star

I have a little monkey
Branch of this singing tree
His name is Martin Alberto
And one day he'll be a guitarist

My monkey is earth and song
Guitar and song of the mountain
Edge of fresh water
Little violin of 'loconti'

Little violin of 'loconti'
That cheers my sorrows
When the weeping of weeping
Wets the lonely night

I like to see him playing
With his stick horse
Galloping long and stretched
Through the solitary courtyard