A keresés eredménye

If you go to Chile

If you go to Chile
I beg you to pass
Where my beloved lives
 
It's a little house
Very cute and small
That is in the hillside
Of a nestled hill
 
The vines adorn it
And across a stream
At the front there is a willow
That cries, that cries
Because I love her
 
If you go to Chile
I beg you, traveller
Tell her
That I'm dying of love
 
The town is called Las Condes
And it is next to the hills and the sky
And if you look up into the valley
You'll see it being washed by an estuary
 
Peasants and townspeople
They will meet you, traveller
And you will see how they in Chile like
A friend when he is a stranger
 
If you go to Chile
Travelling friend