La Desvelada

Gaucho vidalita, vidalitay,
sing me some verses;
maybe you can, vidalitay,
make me sleepy.
Oriental vidalita, little branch of cedron,
the evening star has risen.

Humble vidalita, vidalitay,
like my saddle blankets,
don't stay in the cold, vidalitay,
come closer to the fire.

Wild vidalita, vidalitay,
living in the hills,
why is there so much countryside,
vidalitay, so many poor people.
Oriental vidalita, you're lovely to sing,
but that's how I stay awake.