Chimarrita

Chimarrita I will sing
That I haven't sung today

God give you a very good night
That I haven't given you today

Tell me, beautiful girl
Where is your dwelling

For those who have a good horse
A gallop is nothing

Chimarrita says she has
A chestnut little horse

She also says she is the owner
Of my poor heart

Chimarrita that I sing
Comes from the top of the mountain

Jumping from branch to branch
Until it reaches my land

Chimarrita died yesterday
Was buried yesterday

Whoever speaks of Chimarrita
Will meet the same end she met