Chacarera del Santiagueño
Los Manseros Santiagueños
Chacarera of the Santiagueño
On Sunday afternoons
I usually hear in the mountains
When they play chacareras
With harp, drum, and violin
Chacarera of my land
The mountains will sing to you
My Santiagueño heart
Will then rejoice
They say you're fierce
But fierce, that's how I love you
Aspa sumaj llajta mauca
My Santiago del Estero
Santiagueño Chacarera
Chacarera of my homeland
Even though I'm far away
I don't forget Santiago
As the evening falls
The countryside dresses up
And we tune the drums
To sing some vidalas
From when the moon rises
Until the evening star shines
The wind brings us from the mountains
The voices of the vidaleros
In La Merced of Santiago
The bishop baptized me
When baptizing me, he said
Santiagueño and good bombo player!
Santiagueño Chacarera
Chacarera of my homeland
Even though I'm far away
I don't forget Santiago
