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Translation
Quimey Neuquén
Sun of the sand dunes...
Stained by the blood of the brave Ceihuanquei.
A cry that is coming back,
In your runaway Pehuenche.
A wave in the night sky,
A serenade heard in the wind.
The moon cues the fireflies
In the black braid of my Araucana.
Waters that go,
Want to return,
Waters that go,
Want to return,
Upstream from the familiar chant,
Neuquén, beautiful,
Beautiful Neuquén.
Sun that is burning,
On the stones,
And murky currents.
I kiss the Indian shadow,
That returns, arising
from a green dream.
Now the silence is ripening,
By the wild womb of your hedges.
Rayen wants to sleep,
Her insides trembling,
In love.
Waters that go, want to return,
Waters that go, want to return,
Upstream from the familiar chant,
Neuquén, beautiful, beautiful Neuquén,
Neuquén, beautiful, beautiful Neuquén,
Neuquén, beautiful, beautiful Neuquén...
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jsanders14 on 2018-01-31
jsanders14 on 2018-01-31Last edited by jsanders14 on 2018-03-20
jsanders14 on 2018-03-20✕
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