[Verse 1] From Lima's dry white shore To salt and citrus spray Corvina in the bowl And leche de tigre drinks your day Ají and red onion Flash like a blade in the sun One minute and it's over The feast has only just begun [Pre-Chorus] Then the road climbs up Past every shade of green Valleys fold to plateau Like a map in between One country in your hand One mountain in your spine You taste the heights In every line [Chorus] Jallalla, Perú From coast to puna Jallalla, Perú You feed the world in one land Imaynalla, tayta From Lima to Cusco Jallalla, Perú You rise in every hand [Verse 2] In the wok of Chifa Beef hits rice and fries Tiradito lays like moonlight Under chili cream disguise At Central, each course Climbs a different sky One plate is a calendar Of roots that never die [Pre-Chorus] Then the road climbs up To valleys, frost, and maize Potatoes keep their records In the work of ancient days Not despite the stones But because the earth is steep The Andes taught the people How to live where others sleep [Chorus] Jallalla, Perú From coast to puna Jallalla, Perú You feed the world in one land Imaynalla, tayta From Lima to Cusco Jallalla, Perú You rise in every hand [Bridge] In Arequipa, rocoto burns With egg and cheese inside Cuy on the table Where the old and hungry reside In a chichería With flowers by the door I lift the red cup slowly And ask the mountain for more [Chorus] Jallalla, Perú From coast to puna Jallalla, Perú You feed the world in one land Imaynalla, tayta From Lima to Cusco Jallalla, Perú You rise in every hand [Outro] Chuño in the soup Titicaca in the cold Vertical archipelago In every story told Jallalla, Perú Jallalla, Perú
