Acequia de Coronel

I'm like a new sprout
Green bud in due time
Singing mature verses for when carnival arrives
And being your love the zeal in the carob tree branches

Celebration of drum and guitar, they left inside my being
Joys that don't fade and are the flame of my love
Oh, Santiago del Estero!, I don't know when I'll see you again?

Magical shadow of yesterday that watches over the heart
Brings back to my lips the whistle of a song

To the master of San Andrés Colonel's irrigation channel
My soul collects your songs on the way to San Rafael

There is my tender home
The one of happy childhood
There were born my dreams in my enchanted country

Posture of the native land
That today flutter around my temples
They are water of my path, singing and shading as well

Nostalgia of my love
Renews our signal
Like the drum that guided the way to the corral

And what became of the carnival
So sweet to my youth
That sowed in my chest the seed of an anxiety

Way to San Rafael
White under the moonlit night
Aroma the winds bring me from the Sun over the alfalfa field

Posture of the native land
That today flutter around my temples
They are water of my path, singing and shading as well