Siete de Abril
Los Manseros Santiagueños
Seventh of April
Sad and with sorrow I go, I go singing a song
Seeking solace in a zamba because my heart has asked me
Seeking solace in a zamba because my heart has asked me
Far away a voice is heard and she says in her singing
In those silent nights I sing because it relieves my sorrow
In those silent nights I sing because it relieves my sorrow
Others will walk around just like me
Singing sadly his sorrows zamba you are my song
Singing sadly his sorrows zamba you are my song
Like the perfume of a soft, rhythmic flower you are
You have made many Creoles dance, bringing the tradition to life
You have made many Creoles dance, bringing the tradition to life
Your melody has perhaps always been for me
The one I have dreamed of many nights and so I named you April 7th
The one I have dreamed of many nights and so I named you April 7th
Others will walk around just like me
Singing sadly his sorrows zamba you are my song
Singing sadly his sorrows zamba you are my song
