Ay Catamarca

Oh Catamarca

Ay Catamarca

Oh CatamarcaAy Catamarca

Oh Catamarca, mother of songAy Catamarca, madre del canto
through these veins your sun burns,por estas venas arde tu sol,
through these veins your sun burns.por estas venas arde tu sol.
Oh Catamarca, how my eyes dreamedAy Catamarca, cómo soñaban
of being able to see you,los ojos míos poderte ver,
to see you...poderte ver...
You were the cradle of my grandparents,Fuiste la cuna de mis abuelos,
your clear sky saw them reborn,tu claro cielo los vio renacer,
saw them reborn.los vio renacer.
And there my mother, graceful wicker,Y allí mi madre, gracioso mimbre,
dark hair, became a woman,moreno pelo, se hizo mujer,
dark hair, became a woman.moreno pelo, se hizo mujer.
Oh Catamarca, how my eyes dreamedAy Catamarca, cómo soñaban
to be able to see you,los ojos míos poderte ver
to see you...poderte ver...
Oh Catamarca, oh Catamarca,Ay Catamarca, ay Catamarca,
I should be from Catamarca,catamarqueño debiera ser,
I should be from Catamarca,catamarqueño debiera ser,
I should be from Catamarca...catamarqueño debiera ser...