Añorando (Chacarera)

I'm in distant lands
And a sorrow dominates me
When I remember the homeland
My homeland of Salavina

From my riverside ranch
My trusty mortar
My lovely flock
And my sheepdog

My guitar companion
In its little canvas case
Hanging on a nail
Next to my leather bed

Morning, early morning
And if my chestnut horse feels like it
At a full gallop
I'll return to Salavina

Coolness of carob trees
Shade from the eaves
How many afternoons I've spent
Listening to the old vineyard workers

Coos of doves
Coming from the neighboring woods
And a song that flows
Behold, the river waters

The Moon looks like a party
The stars twinkle
Mint plants
Scent the path

Morning, early morning
And if my chestnut horse feels like it
At a full gallop
I'll return to Salavina