Los Naranjos

The branches of the orange trees
Are shedding with the wind
That's how your love has me
Shedding my thoughts

You know, woman from Tucumán
That you have me suffering
Let me be in your arms
Among the orange trees singing

The falling leaves
Tell their sad song
I say I love you so much
And that I suffer without reason

You know, woman from Tucumán
That you have me suffering
Let me be in your arms
Among the orange trees singing

Do you remember, little woman from Tucumán
That blooming orange grove
There is engraved yes
My disappointment and your forgetfulness

You know, woman from Tucumán
That you have me suffering
Let me be in your arms
Among the orange trees singing