Debajo de La Morera

(Zamba)

A piece of heaven on earth
refuge of my countrymen
dwelling place of the traveler
ombú of the people from Tucumán.

Seeing your bizarre figure
come to my memory
to the gaucho with his guitar
who is a piece of history.

Under the mulberry tree
we will dance this zamba
I would spend my whole life
singing with all my soul
I would spend my whole life
under the mulberry tree.

Humble is your mulberry fruit
that the changos knock down with blows
and fall like big tears
as if they were crying.

I evoke your old trunk
and your beneficent shade
to the humble ones of yesteryear
drinking mate under the mulberry tree.