Zamba Para Chilecito

Smoke from green firewood
the air becomes a tail
I'm going on the road to Chilecito
my song flies away like a dove
And the fire of whirlwinds
My song is filled with the scent of the sun

I'm already crossing Patquia
on the way to Los Colorados
I'll greet Chacho's cave
alone without a memory
that tastes like moons of absence
and suns that I will always remember

I carry a Famatina of light in my guitar
to enchant, my girl from Chilecito, eyes of irrigation ditch and grape
little mouth of moon, sky, and orange blossom
my girl from Chilecito, eyes of irrigation ditch and grape
I have come to sing my zamba to you

Close to Samay Huasi
a bunch cut by the wind
I'm degrading it in my soul for you
returning from Huatolvido
little leaves brought by the river
word of water, silence, and goodbye

I want to return singing
colliding with the river and the wind
and return to your sunny streets
stepping on the dry leaves
under the walnut trees
and light up my song in every vineyard.