Guavira Poty
Che mbarakámi asyete nde púva
Reikuaapaitéva che mba'embyasy
Aropurahéita ku che ahayhuetéva
Mombyry opytáva Guavira Poty
Timbo jero'a tape ári oîva
Upépe vaicha osê oñembo'y
Che kamba porã ijao hũmíva
Ryakuâ porâiteva Guavirá Poty
Caballero pueblo che pepo mopêva
Ikatuve yva ichugui aveve
Mitâ tyre'ỹicha chembopadeséva
Ahechave'ygui ko Zabala kue
Ko'yte ko'yte rohechaga'úva
Al meno ko'anga oikéma ro'y
Eju che kamba che mongéra irûva
Ani ne ñaña Guavira Poty
Anike ere mombyry aimére
Peva ja'ohoitéma ndouvéi haguã
Ani repená ko yvy apére
Ndaipori kuña rekoviarâ
Che mbarakámî asyete nde púva
Emokâna chéve ko che resay
Topi chehegui mba'asy añandúva
Ahechaga'úgui Guavira Poty
Guavira Flower
My little drum is so hard you play
You know all about my sorrow
I will sing my favorite song
Far away is Guavira Poty
Timbo jero'a on the road
There he seemed to come out standing
My beautiful kamba in her dark clothes
The fragrance of Guavirá Flowers
Gentleman people my wings mopéva
I can fly more fruit than him
Like an orphan child who wants to hurt me
I don't see this Zabala kue anymore
Especially what we miss
At least now it's getting cold
Come my kamba my mongéra friend
Don't be evil Guavira Poty
Don't say I'm far away
This one is going to never come back
Don't look at the world
There is no substitute for a woman
My drum is so hard you play
Wipe away this tear from me
Topi me from the pain I feel
Because I dreamed of Guavira Poty
Escrita por: Emiliano R. Fernàndez / Mauricio Cardozo Ocampo