Villarrica, Che Ciudad
Quemil Yambay
Villarrica, My City
Ha! Beautiful valley
You are so beautiful
My dear land
Your voice is sweet
The moon is rising
In the clear sky
The stars are shining
The night is calm
On the hilltop
And in the beautiful neighborhood
The wind whispers
Villarrica, my city
The river flows
In its pure waters
And in your roots
Your voice is sweet
In your hills
Where the sun rises
The land is fertile
And the people are happy
The children play
In your streets
Their laughter echoes
Villarrica, my beloved
