Grito Santiagueño (feat. Suna Rocha y Mercedes Sosa)

In the ranches I was born
They call me: The Bandeño
Some mistletoe knew how to cradle me
As a little boy, in my dreams
Some mistletoe knew how to cradle me
As a little boy, in my dreams

Araranti Upiay
My drum is singing
And a verse follows the Moon
Looking for the morning
And a verse follows the Moon
Looking for the morning

When I sing, I feel
It's the Quechua spirit
Pulling from my veins
Makes me shout
To sing away our sorrows
I am a vidalero singer
From my Santiago land

I am a singer, seeking the Sun
Singing until I dream
My drum is in love
With the Santiagueño shout
My drum is in love
With the Santiagueño shout

When I die, maybe
Mixed with the earth
I'll bloom in a carob pod
In some spring
I'll bloom in a carob pod
In some spring

When I sing, I feel
It's the Quechua spirit
Pulling from my veins
Makes me shout
To sing away our sorrows
I am a vidalero singer
From my Santiago land