El Guayacan

The Guayacan

El Guayacan

Land of the guayacanTierra del guayacan
Beautiful woods of my loveLindos maderos de mi amor
Land of the guayacanTierra del guayacan
Beautiful woods of my loveLindos maderos de mi amor
The beautiful flower is chalponEs de chalpon la flor hermosa
Pride of my nationOrgullo de mi nación
The beautiful flower is chalponEs de chalpon la flor hermosa
Pride of my nationOrgullo de mi nación

Land of the guayacanTierra del guayacan
Beautiful woods of my loveLindos maderos de mi amor
Land of the guayacanTierra del guayacan
Beautiful woods of my loveLindos maderos de mi amor
The beautiful flower is chalponEs de chalpon la flor hermosa
Pride of my nationOrgullo de mi nación
The beautiful flower is chalponEs de chalpon la flor hermosa
Pride of my nationOrgullo de mi nación

From Chiclayo to PacoraDesde chiclayo a pacora
And from Jayanca to Cerro is the old ladyY de jayanca a cerro es la vieja
From Chiclayo to PacoraDesde chiclayo a pacora
And from Jayanca to Cerro is the old ladyY de jayanca a cerro es la vieja

Everyone shouts like an echo to the skyTodos gritan cual eco al cielo
In Motupe is my crossEn motupe esta mi cruz

It's celebrated with longingSe celebra con anhelo
She will come down from the hillElla bajará del cerro
It's the bed of JesusEs la cama de Jesús

From Chiclayo to PacoraDesde chiclayo a pacora
And from Jayanca to Cerro is the old ladyY de jayanca a cerro es la vieja
From Chiclayo to PacoraDesde chiclayo a pacora
And from Jayanca to Cerro is the old ladyY de jayanca a cerro es la vieja

Everyone shouts like an echo to the skyTodos gritan cuál eco al cielo
In Motupe is my crossEn motupe está mi cruz

It's celebrated with longingSe celebra con anhelo
She will come down from the hillElla bajará del cerro
It's the bed of JesusEs la cama de Jesús