Zamba

Zamba

Zamba

Little poor guitarGuitarrita e’pobre
To sing what I feelPara cantar lo que siento
I don't need a voiceYo no preciso voz
I hide inside the guitarMe escondo guitarra adentro
And there I talk with GodY allí converso con Dios

The zamba, to be zambaLa zamba, para ser zamba
Is a handkerchief and goodbyeEs pañuelo y es adiós
And it's zamba of the moon and ranchY es zamba de la luna y rancho
If the heart dances itSi la baila el corazón

If I had a loveSi yo tuviera un amor
Oh, what zamba I would singAy, qué zamba cantaría
With midnight magicCon magia de medianoche
With midday luxuriesCon lujos de mediodía

Just a little guitarApenitas si es guitarra
The little guitar of the poorLa guitarrita del pobre
Looking for silver versesBuscando coplas de plata
Finding copper versesHallando coplas de cobre

From the depth of the mountainDesde la hondura del monte
The drum is callingEl bombo llamando está
And the heart sufferingY el corazón padeciendo
And the song goes on, and onY el canto se va, y se va