La nochera

Now that you're gone
My song in the night carries you
Your hair has the scent
Of rain on the earth

And your presence in the vineyard
Golden under the moon drifts away
Towards the heart of the wine
Where spring is born

Soaked in light, my night guitar
Wrapping around your waist, ignited by the stars

I wish I could see you again
Look into your eyes, I wish
To steal you inside my guitar
Back to the time of the wood

When this zamba sings to you
In the night, alone, remember
Watching the moon die
How long and sad is the absence