Mi Pago Que No Te Olvido
Los Manseros Santiagueños
My Homeland That I Don't Forget
How beautiful it is to return to my homeland
To the homeland where I was born
To tell you how much I love you
My homeland that I don't forget
Just by mentioning you from afar
My heart trembles
My chest beats like a drum
And I want to see you again
The sun burned in the afternoon
Playing in my childhood years
Illuminating my infancy
Through the streets of Santiago
How beautiful it is to return to my homeland
To the homeland where I was born
To tell you how much I love you
My homeland that I don't forget
The gold of your sands
Cliffs and waterfronts
Green parks; eucalyptus
Chañares, sugarcane, and palm trees
The bread from the oven in the siesta
Mate, cedron, good herb
And the turkey waiting
In the smoke of firewood
These are things that I carry in my soul
And that I feel day by day
Aromas of my past
Of nights, moon, and mint
How beautiful it is to return to my homeland
To the homeland where I was born
To tell you how much I love you
My homeland that I don't forget
