El Trencito Del Oeste
Piero
The Western Little Train
Passengers to the train!!!
Talán, talán!!
With its chucu, chucu, chucu
Resounding in the meadow
Our train climbs the hillside
Uh, uh, uh…
Its whistle scares cows
Its rattling noise
Its tin wagons like frying pans
Chucu, chucu, chucu…
Galloping along the tracks
Amid jumps of joy
It heads puffing to the station
Uh, uh, uh…
As it passes by the herds
That have grown fond of it
They chorus repeating its song
Me, me, me…
Chorus
The western little train
Runs along the rail
Writing with the smoke
In a paper sky (repeat)
With its chucu chucu chucu
Floating in the distance
Extravagantly spending its energy to arrive
Uh, uh, uh…
And if it finds an uphill
Difficult to overcome
The engineer and passengers push
Push!!
Calmly or with a gust of wind
Between valleys and hills
It cuts through the mist with its tuft
Chucu, chucu, chucu…
Upon reaching the platforms
Where other trains sleep
The passengers echo the piston
