Lyric

In the Andes market

I'm strolling without thinking

A young merchant

Begins to ask me:

*"What do you have in your pocket?"*

With a twinkle in his eye

(Oh, how clever the boy!)

His laughter is an ambush

The boy knows more, more than I do!

The boy knows more, more than I do!

Amidst fruits and drums

He taught me a lesson

(The boy knows more!)

His mischievous little eyes

Examined my coins

With a playful gesture

They pointed out my deception

*"What glitters is not gold,"*

He said with satisfaction

(Oh, how wise the boy!)

Who gave me his blessing

The boy knows more, more than me!

The boy knows more, more than me!

Amid laughter and bargaining

He taught me a truth

(The boy knows more!)

*(Sounds of the market, vendors' voices)*

*"Fresh chicha, come try it!"*

*"Sweet fruits, at the best price!"*

Amid drums and laughter

Life goes on

(Let the party continue!)

Today I take with me a story

Of nobility and humility

A great little teacher

Taught me to appreciate

We toasted with fresh chicha

Dancing without worry

(Oh, what a sweet memory!)

That I keep in my heart

The boy knows more, more than I do!

The boy knows more, more than I do!

Amidst the stalls and colors

He taught me a lesson

(The boy knows more!)