San Martin de Chacas is a Peruvian city, capital of the eponymous district and the Asunción Province, located in the east-central region of Ancash. It has an urban population of 2,082 located at 3,359 meters; and a district of 5,334 people. The district, located in the sub-basin of the Marañon River, has an area of 447.69 km², which represents 85% of the province.
Chacas was founded in the 1570s, but it is known that the territory now covered by the province to which it belongs, together with the provinces of Huari and Carlos Fermín Fitzcarrald, are the most remote evidence of human presence in the Eastern Sierra Ancash, represented by the findings of caves and rock shelters prior to the Chavin culture. The ethnic group that was present in this place after the fall of the Chavin culture was the lordship of Huari.
The city is characterized for having remained unchanged over the original Andean-Andalusian architecture, with narrow streets, houses adorned with double water carved balconies and gates, made by craftsmen Don Bosco, whom the Father Ugo de Censi, Operation Mato Grosso (with Chacas as a hub) and Italian residents for thirty years, took charge of rebuilding the Shrine Mama Ashu and restoration of the baroque altarpiece dating from the 17th century, are now developing artwork for export to Europe, and the U.S., in addition to the unique stained glass factory in South America, having played a vital role in the development of the city.
Chacas can refer to a city and a district in Peru.
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When I leave
I wanna wait for the silence
You gave me all you've got
But now I stand here waving to you
But still you smile
You're still looking back
Maybe I just wasn't kind enough
I'm fighting urges to fall again
Yet I stumble, Yet I stumble
These roses died, three days since
Black roses died, we said goodbye
These roses died, three days since
I'm sorry, I miss you
How do I remain complete?
When all we bled is lost
We could've burned the earth and sky
A second chance, the seconds spent
Each other's shadow, should have known
I'm fighting urges to fall again
Yet I stumble, Yet I stumble
These roses died, three days since
Black roses died, we said goodbye
These roses died, three days since
I'm sorry, I miss you
These roses died, three days since
Black roses died, we said goodbye
These roses died, three days since
I'm sorry, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
Hear this, I'm yours
I'm at your feet
Hear this, I'm yours
I'm at your feet
(inside this heart you still remain
But faded letters are erased)
Hear this, I'm yours
I'm at your feet
(inside this heart you still remain
But faded letters are erased)
These roses died, three days since
Black roses died, we said goodbye
These roses died, three days since
I'm sorry, I miss you
These roses died, three days since
Black roses died, we said goodbye
These roses died, three days since
I'm sorry, I miss you
These roses died, three days since