Zamba Por Vos

I don't sing for you
The zamba sings to you
And says, while singing
I can't forget you
I can't forget you

I don't sing for you
The zamba sings to you
And singing like this
It sings for me
It sings for me

Sing, little zamba
Don't wait for her anymore
You have to think
That if she didn't come back
It's because she already forgot you
Perfume that flower
That withered
That withered

I had a love
I left him waiting
And when I returned
I didn't recognize him
I didn't recognize him

He said that, maybe
He was loving me
He looked at me and left
Without saying why
Without saying why