Chamarrita de Rivera
Pablo Estramin
Chamarrita de Rivera
You are the singing calandria
That brings in its verses
Love songs
You are the glory of the north
Sweetness and spell
Woman and song
The beautiful chamarrita
From over the hills
That brought its voice
With the taste of wildflowers
Scent of the woods
Guitar and campfire
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
That whistles in the wind in the canes
And strolls along the border
Chamarrita, chamarrita
You are lovely and affectionate
You are like a humble little flower
And a sigh of the accordion
Verses of distant stories
That bring back memories
And will not be forgotten
Inheritance from the grandfather
Custom of a land
That will not die
You were born there in Entre Rios
You walked your figure
Along the coast
You arrived in these lands of mine
Trotting on the haunches
Of an old song
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
That whistles in the wind in the canes
And strolls along the border
Chamarrita, chamarrita
You are lovely and affectionate
You are like a humble little flower
And a sigh of the accordion
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
That whistles in the wind in the canes
And strolls along the border