Lascando o Cano

Let's go, let's go Joana
Let's go on the run
Let's go to the bonfire
Celebrate my Saint John

Let's go, let's go Joana
The hell is over
There was a good winter
There is plenty in the backcountry

Joana brings corn cake, roasted corn
I'll eat until my belly swells
Who doesn't believe in my backcountry
Bring the riúna that I'll split the pipe
For this year's harvest
In praise of Saint John