Achalay Tafí del vale

Achalay when the afternoon comes
achalay the jilguero of my soul
and arriving in Tafí del Valle
my whole soul turns into zamba!
Achalay the scent of thyme
that little water that runs singing
and a beautiful brunette waiting
with the hot humita in the ranch.
And what else?
why more?
achalay with honey and cheese
and a homemade wine of those
that stays singing until dawn
achalay cha how beautiful is my land
why the hell should I go!
Achalay with that little fight
winter will fight summer
and if luck loosens on me
there will always be someone to lend a hand.
Achalay with the life of the criollo
when a man accepts his fate
that even if death comes looking for him
it ain't so tough to go to the grave!