De Corrales a Tranqueras
De Corrales a Tranqueras
Cuántas leguas quedarán
Dicen que son once leguas
Nunca las pude contar
Las hice con agua y viento
Escarcha de luna y sol
Pero entonces no contaba
Porque iba rumbo al amor
Entonces todo cantaba
Agua, tierra, viento y sol
Entonces todo era canto
Porque iba cantando yo
Mi flete era parejero
Mis años, de domador
Y los caminos cortitos
Pa'l trote del corazón
Camino de mis recuerdos
Tierra roja y pedregal
Bordea'o de cerros parejos
Que se inclinan al pasar
Vigilante, Miriñaque
Cerros de mi soledad
Repecha'os por mis cantares
Sombras de toro y chilcal
Hoy, que me duele la vida
Cansa'o de tanto changar
Balda'o por los redomones
Ya no las puedo contar
Y quebra'o por una pena
Pregunto en mi soledad
De Corrales a Tranqueras
¿Cuántas leguas quedarán?
From Corrales to Tranqueras
From Corrales to Tranqueras
How many leagues will remain?
They say it's eleven leagues
I could never count them
I made them with water and wind
Frost of moon and sun
But then it didn't count
Because I was heading towards love
Then everything sang
Water, earth, wind and sun
Then everything was singing
Because I was singing
My freight was even
My years as a tamer
And the short paths
For the trot of the heart
Path of my memories
Red earth and rocky ground
Bordered by even hills
That bow as they pass by
Watchman, Crinoline
Hills of my loneliness
I praise you for my songs
Shadows of bull and chilcal
Today, my life hurts
Tired of hanging around so much
Balda'o for the redomones
I can't count them anymore
And broken by a sorrow
I ask in my solitude
From Corrales to Tranqueras
How many leagues will be left?