Me Voy Pa'l Mollar

I'm heading to Mollar
They don't know any stories there
And definitely no jealousy
I'm going to Mollar

I am the wild flower
That was born in the mountains
I belong to the garden of oblivion
Withered and colorless

I knew, my dear
They're jealous of me because of you
Let's make it real
Let's go together

New Year's pacari
Baby Jesus canchari
Tintillallilla lincho
Corale llillai llincho
Mother Virgin copaica
Mother Virgin copaica
Most Holy Sacrament
Jesus Christ, watch over us
Veloquitai quincharé
Velei rosa sanchansá
Velencio, velencio
Veleirosa sanchansá
Veloquitai quincharé
Mother Virgin copaicá

Bless the smooth stone
That I slipped on
Bless my handsome black man
That I fell in love with

Chalchal stick
Walnut stick
That's why you brought me here
To see me cry

Passing downpour
Don't wet my hat
It costs you nothing
But it costs me money

I'm heading to Mollar
They don't know any stories there
And definitely no jealousy
I'm going to Mollar

I'm going to Mollar