La Oma [English translation]

(Recited)

We are going to tell you the story

Of a Chacoan grandmother.

La Oma is a woman,

On her seventies, more or less

She lives on the mounts of Chaco

Near San Bernardo.

(Sung)

She has got blue eyes

Like the water of the seas

Because she came from far, far away

And the sky remained in her blood.

One has to follow the path

To get to her ranch

Made of mud and underpinned

By red quebracho

The yard full of trees

And work tools

A gillnet, a plow

And the view of her Chaco.

La Oma is happy with so little

Actually, let's say with nothing

La Oma was blonde and it's clear

She was a cute German woman. (2x)

(Recited)

How lonely la Oma is

But she doesn't think of anything

How could be possible to think about death

If la Oma is just like a fairy.

(Sung)

In her little ranch, made by mud

She puts some water to boil

She talks to a little parrot

To whom she talks and to nobody else

One has to follow the path

To get to her ranch

Made of mud and underpinned

By red quebracho

The yard full of trees

And work tools

A gillnet, a plow

And the view of her Chaco.

La Oma is happy with so little

Actually, let's say with nothing

La Oma was blonde and it's clear

She was a cute German woman. (2x)