Cien Años de Chacarera
Flor silvestre y campesina
Simple y única en el mundo
Naciste el quince de agosto
De mil novecientos uno
Fuiste un sueño em Clodomira
Aromando sus veredas
Inocente a tu destino
De parir la chacarera
En tu boca adolescente
Un cantor beso al pasar
Vamonos para La banda
Hijos no te han de faltar
Cien años de chacarera
Que buscan del infinito
Quiero seguir festejando
Sol adentro del domingo
Tierra, fútbol y guitarra
Es el barrio de los lagos
Y un canal que nos refresca
En las fiebres del verano
En el siglo de ese patio
Se encendieron los misterios
Hechando a rodar al mundo
Doce apóstoles copleros
Héctor, Enrique y Ernesto
Julio, Carlos e Roberto
Agustin, René y Oscar
Nestor, Shungo y Cuti el shusko.
Hundred Years of Country Dance
Wild and rural flower
Simple and unique in the world
You were born on the fifteenth of August
In nineteen-o-one
You were a dream in Clodomira
Scenting its paths
Innocent to your destiny
Of giving birth to the country dance
In your teenage mouth
A singer kissed as he passed by
Let's go to La Banda
Children, you won't be lacking
Hundred years of country dance
Searching for the infinite
I want to keep celebrating
Sun inside on Sunday
Land, soccer, and guitar
It's the neighborhood of the lakes
And a channel that refreshes us
In the summer fevers
In the century of that courtyard
The mysteries were ignited
Sending the world rolling
Twelve singing apostles
Hector, Enrique, and Ernesto
Julio, Carlos, and Roberto
Agustin, Rene, and Oscar
Nestor, Shungo, and Cuti the punk.