Zamba Del Llanural

For the sleepless nights of the long nights
The malambos are born in the salt flat
The stars come down to kiss the earth
With the person from Santiago the sun (god) will always be

In the drums the flesh of the forest screams
Next to a guitar the singing matures
Santiago is a plain that grows and walks
With a vidala his dreams go

In the salamanca the devil's violin
In the resábiales he stomps
Zamba's cadence flying from the handkerchief
In the groves of some carnival
Santiagueñas nights enchantment and legend
Santiagueñas nights to fall in love

The sorrows and the brazero pain are relieved
The long absences and the loneliness
For those who return from the sad exodus
A chacarera from the dusty field

Singing and dancing the locals of the place
Under the eaves they will dawn
When the torcaza of dawn returns
It will find them next to the bonfires

In the salamanca the devil's violin
In the resábiales he stomps
Zamba's cadence flying from the handkerchief
In the groves of some carnival
Santiagueñas nights enchantment and legend
Santiagueñas nights to fall in love