Noches provincianas
Homero Manzi
Provincial Nights
Nights, nights of my hometown,
where memories come out to roam.
Nights full of fragrance,
nights of childhood that won't come back.
Streets full of mystery
where the dreams of youth reside.
Moon, moon of my town
when I dance far away, I'll seek your light.
Your light gets lost in the distance,
your voice calls me on the paths,
you see, life separates us,
you see, I watch you from afar.
Your light slowly fades away,
my eagerness grows on the road,
my love understands it's alone
and knows that one day it will cry for you.
Provincial nights,
by my window, I matured faith.
Night of my old town,
I feel I'm drifting away, that I won't return.
Far, far with my burden
on the endless path.
Quiet, don't call me night,
keep your reproaches,
let me go.
