La Zamba del Negro Alegre

the zamba of the happy black man
who wants to dance it with me?
carnival in the air
he went with his little handkerchief
like a little dove
wanting to fly.

from Salta comes this zamba
and wants to return to Salta,
where the spurs,
when I'm dancing it
they keep tapping
crying for a love.

dear memories
come back to my solitude!!
carnival he went with his little handkerchief
like a little dove wanting to fly.

how beautiful to sing the zamba
that we danced yesterday!!
knowing that your eyes
will be watching me
and will be happy
to see me arrive.

I want to have the hope
to see you in Salta again,
and when I feel
that I'm dying,
the feeling will remain
in my heart.

dear memories
come back to my solitude!!
carnival he went with his little handkerchief