El Sacha Chango
Desde el norte yo he llega'o aquí por montes y esteros
Mi ranchito se ha queda'o allá junto a los potreros
Ahí he pasa'o mi niñez por eso tanto yo lo quiero
La escuelita me llamaba con su alegre tan-tan-tan
Contento yo galopaba en mi burrito holgazán
Desde lejos cual flor de cardón yo la divisaba
A mi linda maestrita lo que tanto me ha enseña'o
En esos montes perdidos su juventud se ha acaba'o
Todo esto yo me acuerdo por eso hoy les quiero cantar
Tengo ganas de volver allá más me causa pena
Ver la casita tapera ya yuyo y pencas llena
Mi tata y mi mamá fueron al cielo en noche serena
Ahora no tengo a mi china nacida en Pozo Cavao
Dulce tierna y alhajita que me tiene enamora'o
Cada vez que yo me voy para ahí llego a La Cañada
Los changos allá me esperan se arma la guitarreada
En doña Cleme se juntan vino copla y madrugada
A mí no me falta nada cantando mis santiagueñadas
The Wild Monkey
From the north I have arrived here through mountains and estuaries
My little ranch has stayed there next to the pastures
I spent my childhood there, that's why I love it so much
The little school called me with its happy so-so-so
Happy I galloped on my lazy donkey
From afar, like a cardón flower, I saw it
To my beautiful teacher, what she has taught me so much
In those lost mountains his youth has ended
I remember all this, that's why today I want to sing to you
I want to go back there but it makes me sad
See the tapas house already full of yuyo and pencas
My dad and my mom went to heaven on a serene night
Now I don't have my Chinese girl born in Pozo Cavao
Sweet, tender and precious jewel that has me in love
Every time I go there I arrive at La Cañada
The monkeys are waiting for me there, the guitar playing starts
In Doña Cleme, copla wine and dawn come together
I don't lack anything singing my santiagueñadas