Adonde te iras milonga

Where will you go, milonga
when the shearing is over
a little to the north maybe
when it's threshing time
looking for someone to shell you
singer of the seeds
or you stay in the fields
with the guitars, the peon, the swallow

Maybe with a roundup
you'll leave with the whistle
of those who sleep in the countryside
where there was never a road
maybe when you open your eyes
they'll fill with infinity
and it'll be the song of dawn
early bird without a nest

You'll be alone
after the appointed time
when the fire goes out
and the voice of the guitars
you'll have to know who
is the one who sings to you with pleasure
so you don't go crying
far from the homeland, girl of the pampas

Where will you go, milonga
following the trail of destiny
don't leave me without the song
alone with the forgotten
don't abandon me, friend
stay, I ask you
because I must know how to love you
I want to have you here with me

Where will you go, milonga
when the forgetfulness arrives.