Saludo a La Virgen de La Tirana

I’m not here to ask for anything,
I just came to sing.
If you won’t hear my songs,
I’ll head to the plains to cry.
I’m not here to ask for anything,
I just came to sing.

Just pure desert and mountains,
Always suffering in the sun.
Only hopes are raining down,
Temporary storms of pain.

I’ve got to take my leave now,
The party’s come to an end.
Until the next year rolls around,
If the heart keeps on beating.