El Cañaveral

Underneath a green willow
where the water didn't flow
my dear, my love is yours
I saw a green bird

Bathing in rose water
my dear, my love is yours
Sugar cane field, sugar cane field
because of you I pay for my wrongs
cut cane from Tucumán

Underneath a green willow
where the water flowed strong
your eyes captivated me
to love you will bring me death
I saw a beautiful girl
like a butterfly
diving into the deepest
of a wilting carnation

Sugar cane field, sugar cane field
because of you I pay for my wrongs
juicy cane from the tobacco field