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Sky above Jujuy
On the way to the puna I'm going to sing
Flowers of the tolares
The cholitas dance the carnival
Flowers of the tolares
The cholitas dance the carnival
In the eyes of the flames
The salt moon looks alone
And there are the whirlpools
In the sands let him dance
And there are the whirlpools
In the sands let him dance
Sprig of basil
Little Yolanda where will she be?
Behind it remained illuminating
Its clarity
Flowers of the tolares
The cholitas dance the carnival
Jujeñita who saw you
In the sad puna he loves you again
My sorrow goes into the air
And in the air he cries his suffering
My sorrow goes into the air
And in the air he cries his suffering
I'm leaving, I'll be back
The tolares have been left alone again
It will burn in your eyes
Zamba in love with carnival
It will burn in your eyes
Zamba in love with carnival
Sprig of basil
Little Yolanda where will she be?
Behind it remained illuminating
Its clarity
I return to the abajeñas
My little horse can't take it anymore.
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