Viene Clareando

(Zamba)

My dear, I'm leaving
from the lands of Tucumán.
In Aconquija, dawn is coming,
my dear,
I will never forget you.

My dear, sad is
my heart sighing.
And with my handkerchief, I say to you,
my dear,
dove, goodbye... goodbye...

My dear, I'm leaving
and it seems I won't return.
Cursed be my fate for loving you so much,
my dear,
and having to lose you.

Cursed be my fate for loving you so much.
My suffering is dawning.

At dawn, I will go
back to my lands of Chasquivil.
And even my spurs
will remind you, my dear,
do not forget me.

Zamba yes, sorrows no,
that's what my heart wants.
But even the zamba
turns sad, my dear,
when goodbye is said...