Zamba Por Vos

I don't sing for you;
the zamba sings to you.
And it 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,
she sings for me, she sings for me.

CHORUS

Sing, little zamba:
don't wait for her anymore.
You have to know 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 it waiting.
And when I returned,
I didn't recognize it, I didn't recognize it.

He said that maybe,
he was loving me.
He looked at me and left:
without saying why; without saying why.