The long horde of carts
Trace furrows in the earth
And the gallop of these horses
In a great noise of hooves
Makes the dust swirl
Ya Ya Hue
The men from all countries
Who drive these teams
Have left families and friends
And with a burst of momentum they left
Running ahead of a mirage
Hi Han Hue
Crack your whip strike your beast
Walk or die but no way
Manage yourself to be in the lead
And hit the right vein
We found gold, the newspapers said
On the first page and the cry reverberated
Ricoched and rushed from city u200bu200bin city and in villages
Hue Hue therefore
Simple men or adventurers
The heart overflowing with hope
Head off to touch, to see and to possess ©der
What they thought was their chance
Ya Ya Hue
Crack your whip hit your beast
Walk or die but no no
Arrange- you to be in the lead
And fall on the right vein
Forced march, headlong race
Must move forward at all costs
Very few will arrive to the goal
Weakened, disappointed and broken
Many will fall on the roads
Ya Ya Hue
All the stragglers who die
Will go to the mass grave
And very few will return
Rich and full of illusions
After having found your fortune
Ya Hue Ya
Slam your whip hits your beast
Walk or die but no way
Manage yourself to be in the lead
And hit the right vein.

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