Vientito Del Tucumán

You who know my sorrow
Wind of Tucumán
Take it through those mountains
But in the form of a song

My song has a landscape
Of roads and loneliness
It has the color of silence
Of tears it has the salt ay, ay, ay

The mountains seem still
Asleep in their place
But they fill with songs
And thus learn to fly ay, ay, ay

Yesterday I came and today I leave
Destination of walking
In something we resemble
Wind of Tucumán ay, ay, ay

Yesterday I came and today I leave
Destination of walking
In something we resemble
Wind of Tucumán ay, ay, ay