Amorosa Guajira

In a joyful countryside
Where the pineapple blooms
The flowers scent
And the palm grove lulls
Under the blue sky
A lovestruck farmer
His love sorrows
He began to sing...

"Come, loving guajira
Nothing inspires me anymore
Not even the bird's song
That crosses the blue sky
Come, cheer up my hut
Even the riverbank
Has become gloomy
Because you're missing

Come, my white little house
Has been left alone
And seeing it so sad
Causes me pain
Come, because the sun is setting
And my soul doesn't want
Precious guajira
To live without your love"