Perijanera

(Ay, ay, ay, ay)

(Come on!)

From Manatará comes lightly
The green song of the mountain
It plays for you, my early flower
It plays for you, Perijanera

I know there won't be a way or manner
For me to forget you, my life
Because you were my poetry
Because you were my whole life
Because you were all my joy
My sweet and brave ballad singer

How could I forget the beloved homeland?
There, where Abelardo sings the gaita until dawn
How not to remember old Fernanda?
Who leads the revelry, the good party of friendship

(Oh-oh-opa)

How could I forget the beloved homeland?
There, where Abelardo sings the gaita until dawn
How not to remember old Fernanda?
Who leads the revelry, the good party of friendship

How could I forget the beloved homeland?
There, where Abelardo sings the gaita until dawn
How not to remember old Fernanda?
Who leads the revelry, the good party of friendship

How could I forget the beloved homeland?
There, where Abelardo sings the gaita until dawn
How not to remember old Fernanda?
Who leads the revelry, the good party of friendship

(Ah-ah-ah, like this)