Chamarrita de Rivera
Sos la calandria cantora
Que trae en sus versos
Canciones de Amor
Vos sos del norte la gloria
Dulzura y hechizo
Mujer y cancion
La chamarrita lindona
De alla de la sierra
Que trajo su voz
Con gusto a flores camperas
Perfume de monte
Guitarra y fogón
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
Que silba en el viento en las cañas
Y paseas por la frontera
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Vos sos linda y querendona
Sos com humilde florcita
Y suspiro de acordeona
Versos de historias lejanas
Que traen el recuerdo
Y no se olvidaran
Herencia del abuelo
Costumbre de un suelo
Que no morirá
Naciste allá en Entre rios
Paseaste tu estampa
Por el litoral
Llegaste a estos pagos míos
Trotando en las ancas
De un viejo cantar
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
Que silba en el viento en las cañas
Y paseas por la frontera
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Vos sos linda y querendona
Sos com humilde florcita
Y suspiro de acordeona
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
Que silba en el viento en las cañas
Y paseas por la frontera
Chamarrita de Rivera
You are the singing calandria
That brings in its verses
Love songs
You are the glory of the north
Sweetness and spell
Woman and song
The beautiful chamarrita
From over the hills
That brought its voice
With the taste of wildflowers
Scent of the woods
Guitar and campfire
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
That whistles in the wind in the canes
And strolls along the border
Chamarrita, chamarrita
You are lovely and affectionate
You are like a humble little flower
And a sigh of the accordion
Verses of distant stories
That bring back memories
And will not be forgotten
Inheritance from the grandfather
Custom of a land
That will not die
You were born there in Entre Rios
You walked your figure
Along the coast
You arrived in these lands of mine
Trotting on the haunches
Of an old song
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
That whistles in the wind in the canes
And strolls along the border
Chamarrita, chamarrita
You are lovely and affectionate
You are like a humble little flower
And a sigh of the accordion
Chamarrita, chamarrita
Chamarrita de Rivera
That whistles in the wind in the canes
And strolls along the border