Plaza 9 de Julio

Remembering the things from my Salta fifteen-year-old
autumn afternoons scented by orange blossom
there are dreams that endure and come back to life in the mind
with all the freshness of finding them again.

With all the loves we keep deep inside
with all the friends from that school time
the walk around the square with girls flirting
with all the love-struck apprentices.

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Where are you, unforgettable walk
where are you, charming girl
with hat in hand we happily greeted
your mischievous look hinting a yes
and the next afternoon your smile was gone
leaving us the illusion to continue the great love.

Plaza 9 de Julio sheltered by arcades
your old trees provide maternal shade
for the peaceful walk of people strolling
and the pleasant encounter with the Salta of yesterday.

On Caseros street stands out the Cabildo
and on España street the majestic Cathedral
Plaza 9 de Julio, you are the soul of my Salta
and I feel like I'm returning to my youthful time.