La Linda

Today I remember your hills
That sky painted blue
Nostalgia breaks me
When I hear a strum
Of samba in the flying wind

Everyone calls her the beautiful one
These verses I want to give her
Many nights with friends
Playing guitar until dawn
With a wine that sweetens
And tunes the throat
That sings with the heart

Everyone calls her the beautiful one
With affection my voice sings to her
There is no distance that separates me
From that beloved land

Oh if I feel you in my chest
I proudly defend my tune
I carry it in my voice
Today I want to give this zamba
To my beautiful Salta

Today I remember your valleys
That moon in your medanal
Some drums that sound
With laments of singing goblins
In the carnival

Everyone calls her the beautiful one
These verses I want to give her
How can I not thank you
Beautiful one for the love
If on your Balcarce street
I met the owner of this singer's soul

I thank the beautiful one
Her little eyes are my blessing
There is no distance that separates me
From that beloved land

If I feel you in my chest
I proudly defend my tune
I carry it in my voice
Today I want to give this zamba
To my beautiful Salta