Alma de Chacarera
Nieves Cabral
Soul of the Chacarera
To get into Santiago
There's a secret code
A beat of the drum
The sound of Chacarera
Its syncopated rhythm
Isn't for everyone
You learn it strumming
Out there in the trenches
It nests in the saltpeter
Dances on the sands
And in the loom of the wind
Weaves a dark flower
Santiago del Estero
Land of the salamander
With a heart of drum
And the soul of Chacarera
When the cricket sings
And the woods are a bonfire
Burning bright red hot
The chaguar burns its sorrows
The axe of time
Left its mark
Carving in the quebrachos
A heart of stone
The wild ones of the mountains
That dwell in beliefs
Of old traditions
Of myths and legends
Santiago del Estero
Land of the salamander
With a heart of drum
And the soul of Chacarera
