Copla de Ausencia

From Cafayate I bring this ballad
Stolen from the green sugarcane field;
I am a vidalero from the sandy area
Like an old chayera box.

It hummed in the winds of the ravines
And in the complaints of the marsh
The enamored Salteña ballad
Stolen from the tears of the spring.

Chorus

On the way to the old valley
My Salta, I see you again
With this earthy ballad of absence,
For a love, for a desire.

To the stars that in the high sky
Sometimes pretend to cry
I stole the sad ballad of absence,
The distant light of my singing.
Long, very long has been the absence,
Black the night of my pain.
Perhaps that's why I bring from afar
Fire ballads for my love.