Coplas del Valle

This wandering zamba
Is coming in
And joins the circle
Like it's a game

A little scarf in the air
And a glimmer of hope
My heart's on fire
Like a glowing ember

I come from Aimogasta to the little hills
I bring a flower from the breeze of the hilltop
For my Tinogasteña girl, sweet little thing

Come on, let’s dance the zamba
With a lively beat
You can hear a little drum
In the ravine

When I return to my hometown
I’ll take with me
A poncho made of vicuña
From the valley

I come from Aimogasta to the little hills
I bring a flower from the breeze of the hilltop
For my Tinogasteña girl, sweet little thing