Chienito de Pucón
No hay nieves, soles, ni lluvias
que detengan su sonrisa
dignificando el trabajo
a paso firme en el día.
Con su chilena figura
Quijote de la mañana
delgadamente rocoso
acudiendo a la montaña
mientras le espera en su rancho
la sopa y pilla cantando.
Chilenito de Pucón
Juanito honra su sombra
porque la tierra lo quiere
y él quiere su tierra noble
chilenito de Pucón
te dejo mi corazón.
En esas pausas del sol
sembró su casa en el bajo
y Carmela floreció
con dos retoños en sus brazos.
Me tinca que así de simple
Vangogh soñó su paisaje
de haber andado en Pucón
sus soles serían volcanes
y Juanito el sembrador
de girasoles gigantes.
Chilenito de Pucón
Juanito honra su sombra
porque la tierra lo quiere
y él quiere su tierra noble
chilenito de Pucón
te dejo mi corazón.
Little Dog from Pucón
No snow, sun, or rain
can stop his smile
honoring the work
with steady steps through the day.
With his Chilean figure
like a morning Don Quixote
slim and rocky
heading to the mountain
while at his ranch waits
soup and fried dough singing.
Little guy from Pucón
Juanito honors his shadow
because the land loves him
and he loves his noble land
little guy from Pucón
I leave you my heart.
In those pauses of the sun
he planted his home in the lowlands
and Carmela bloomed
with two sprouts in her arms.
I have a feeling it’s that simple
Van Gogh dreamed of his landscape
if he had wandered in Pucón
his suns would be volcanoes
and Juanito the sower
of giant sunflowers.
Little guy from Pucón
Juanito honors his shadow
because the land loves him
and he loves his noble land
little guy from Pucón
I leave you my heart.