Piel Chaqueña
Los Manseros Santiagueños
Chacoan Skin
The carmine of the dawns
Today brings me a new day
And a splinter of your life gave me love
The ivory of your smile
Was delighted next to your land
My brunette, Chacoan skin, my orchard
When calling the steed, it's the colt of your heart
Without stopping its passion
It went to the green field of love
When looking at the delicacy, it's the source of your heart
It was the honey of both
That sweetened our life of love
The poem of your kisses
I read them inside your soul
And in the calm still waters of crystal
You are the rainbow of my days
Without the summer rain
And in your hands the night was a coming and going
When calling the steed, it's the colt of your heart
Without stopping its passion
It went to the green field of love
When looking at the delicacy, it's the source of your heart
It was the honey of both
That sweetened our life of love
Of love, of love
