Cantalicio Vendio Su Acordeon

He started listening for the first time
To his old accordion,
That his grandfather kept in silks from the 30s
For the first-born son.

He learned to play, traveled through the towns
Musical baggage and saw Cantalicio
That life grows and that the wine lasts
That has already been drunk.

(same chords)
The talar bends over the lagoon
In a white heronry
The path grows, recreating a compound
Cantalicio goes.
He walks without knowing that at dusk
A big yará
Will land on his hands in a tickling
Leaving a gentle chamamé on his fingers.

Chorus

As long as my accordion plays
I have everything to live
If in the dance night
It turns into a cabureí.

As long as my accordion plays
The couples will dance
And to the rhythm of the two rows
Oi co vene che pïa.

Spoken
Here is your town Cantalicio, waiting,
Knowing that you will return, through its sandy streets
And at the sound of the spurs they will hear on the cushion
Once again, Cantalicio, your accordion of stars.

2nd part (same as the 1st part)
It was his accordion all identity
In his wandering,
He fell off the horse, but he learned
Where to stop.
Looking for relief, for some remedies
He sold the two rows that he wrapped in silks
Like someone bidding farewell to the last friend
And he left with it.
The sun was lost, and he reached the mountain
The chiflón complaining
Yuyaral and horcón, carapé ranch,
Small bonfire.
And a shadow already, with arms outstretched
On his knees
Cantalicio pretends, angaú that he has
His old accordion and starts playing...

Spoken:
Oh, what a good time it was,
Jhai pú porá that it is
Che acordeoncito e jhendú that upeicha ipú.
And well, my friend
We already know
That poor people like this we will just die.
And well...