La Solis Pizarro (Zamba)

Little gray moon
You are crying
The one who used to sing to you went far away
Will not return
The one who used to sing to you went far away
Will not return

Where did he go, where will he be
The dark night took him away
Will not return
The dark night took him away
Will not return

Little moon of Atocha
Give my sorrow relief
I can't live
Without feeling his warm breath
He left singing into the night
With my affection

Cloud that goes
Tell my love
That the flower of love withers
With his absence
The flower of love withers
With his absence

The one who adored you
Doesn't sing anymore
The roads took him away
Will not return
The roads took him away
Will not return

Little moon of Atocha
Give my sorrow relief
I can't live
Without feeling his warm breath
He left singing into the night
With my affection