Para Mi Pago

Far from my hometown the memories, the memories
When I hear a cat I bite myself, I bite myself
Hey! I feel like crossing the Dulce River

Over the Carretero Bridge on Costanera Avenue
I have to go back even if I die later

And dance from trench to trench

With the guys from my hometown each with their partner
And at dawn return even if the old ladies get mad

How beautiful is my hometown Añuritay Santiago

How much I want to light fireworks; light fireworks
Sing the vidala shout loudly; shout loudly
And drink aloja from Sumamao

And go to Loreto stuff myself with rosquete
Painting chalas speaking Quechua with the people
Go to Sabagasta; Mistol Pozo and Vaca Human

And push in the trenches with the guys from Brea Pozo
Then return with the sonko very happy
How beautiful is my hometown añuritay Santiago