Chipera Luque

Chipera Luque

Chipera Luque, beautiful land
where the sun rises
children play in the streets
Chipera Luque, my town

I remember the old days
when we used to walk barefoot
and the wind would bring us joy
in the shade of the trees

At twelve o'clock the train arrives
and the earth trembles
Luque station welcomes us
with open arms

I miss the old days
the smell of flowers
and the sound of the birds
rosemary, clove, and patchouli

In the vineyard, under the grapevines
and the old wine cellar
I remember Chipera Luque
and my heart aches!

In my memories
I see the old folks
sitting under the tree
and telling stories

Lyrics: Darío Gómez Serrato
Music: Emilio Bodilla Cáceres and Agustín Barboza

Collaboration: Father Nilo Zárate