Zamba Alegre

I have inside my chest a very lively little drum
It's quite mischievous, rather a bit stubborn
Sometimes with feeling it plays a zamba añuritay
And like the joyful zamba, it sometimes brightens its song

Tomorrow when I leave, who knows where I'll go?
Vidalas or chacareras, who knows what things I'll sing?

This is the joyful zamba, with Legüeros Drums it was cradled
Zamba with chacarera born in the land of mishtol
This is the joyful zamba, just like the same heart

Let those guitars sound, I want to cheer up my heart
I bring wine to offer that is made in the ditch
Let them play the joyful zamba and let the girls come to dance
Let the drum sound, let it sound throughout the quebrachal