De Poncho Blanco
Tabare Etcheverry
Of White Poncho
1904
Once again the armed town
The Pact of the Cross
Was betrayed
From all sides, men
Are seen arriving
Saying
Present, my General! -
But the end of an era
Is arriving
There will be no more General
Wearing a white poncho
A lost battle
Was won by a single bullet
A won battle
We lost by a shot
God curse the memory
Of the one who pulled that trigger
Curse the evil born
Who left us without a leader
Where are we going to roam
If we don't have a guide?
Where are we going to go
If we don't have a destiny?
It's better to disband
Because there's nothing left to do
Because the soul of the gauchos
Has stayed in Masoller
I no longer have a leader
I have no one to fight for
Why do I need the badge
If the General died
My sorrow carries in the wind
And echoes in the ravines
And the echo wants to tell me
That I have nothing left
The spring has dried up
The wild horses have been slaughtered
The white eagle doesn't fly
The thrushes have fallen silent
Aparicio, Aparicio
I'm looking for you
Where are you, General
Of the white poncho?
You'll be walking in the sky
No one doubts it
Your soul has become the Sun
Your poncho cloud
The bullet that hit you
Killed something in all of us
I only had the strength
To return to Cerro Largo
I swam across the Rio Negro
To continue towards Melo
I found no traces of the bridge
That Don Carmelo built
To feel his courage
I came to Tupambaé
And to have you closer
I head to El Cordobés
Aparicio, Aparicio
I'm looking for you
Where are you, General
Of the white poncho?
You'll be walking in the sky
No one doubts it
Your soul has become the Sun
Your poncho cloud