Zamba a Jacobacci

It's useless to try to forget
This town if one leaves
Even if the earth and the wind lash
I dream of seeing it as a city someday

If one day I leave you
Jacobacci, my hometown
I will remember you in my zamba
And when I mention you, I will cry

I'm a singer, if I leave, I'll come back
As long as I stand in Río Negro
I won't forget my Jacobacci
And even if I keep looking for horizons
I will return to my humble town

One day, this zamba sprouted from my chest
That I come to sing today
Expressing how much I love
My beautiful town, the people, and the peace

The lagoon, the fields, the farms
Are a way to have fun
And on the side, a wooden cross
That watches over its peaceful walk

I'm a singer, if I leave, I'll come back
As long as I stand in Río Negro
I won't forget my Jacobacci
And even if I keep looking for horizons
I will return to my humble town