Текст и перевод песни Dalmiro Cuellar - Nostalgias del Pago

Nostalgias del Pago

¡Y adentró!

Yo siento una pena
Que el pago ha cambiado
Se han borrado senda
Por donde yo he andado

Se ha seca'o laguada
Donde antes rondaba
Se cayó el quebracho
Que sombra me daba

El rostro muy triste
Del hombre curtido
Busca su caballo
La huella ha perdido

Vamos mi caballo
Pa'l monte a correr
Yo quiero embramarlo
Mi lazo otra vez

¡Adentró!

Ha queda'o la marca
Colgada al corral
Extrañando yerras
Contento el vagual

Miro el guarda patio
Recuerdo a mi tata
Montar su caballo
Mi infancia en las sanca

Se escucha en las noches
Su llanto llorar
Un violín que ha muerto
En el algarrobal

Vamos mi caballo
Pa'l monte a correr
Yo quiero embramarlo
Mi lazo otra vez

Nostalgia of the Countryside

And onward!

I feel a sorrow
That the countryside has changed
The paths have been erased
Where I have walked

The lagoon has dried up
Where I used to roam
The quebracho tree has fallen
That gave me shade

The very sad face
Of the weathered man
Seeks his horse
Has lost the trail

Come on, my horse
To the mountains to run
I want to ride it
My lasso again

And onward!

The brand has been left
Hanging in the corral
Missing the irons
The stray animal is happy

I look at the gate
I remember my father
Riding his horse
My childhood in the countryside

It is heard at night
His cry to cry
A violin that has died
In the algarrobo grove

Come on, my horse
To the mountains to run
I want to ride it
My lasso again