La Ribereña
Los Chalchaleros
The River Woman
(Zamba)
A colorful tangle
of stillness, a rich nest,
of fruit trees, fragrant aroma
spreading along the river. (repeat)
Big, flowing river
that in the delta you grow warm,
that with your silent passage
the reeds gently sway. (repeat)
Green, river, mud, and ceibo
water hyacinth, where do you come from,
wandering aimlessly, where are you going,
I'm just a lonely soul
in your delta, Paraná.
On a weeping willow
a drop of dew
slides through the shadow
like a tear towards the river. (repeat)
Playing with the birds
the breeze cries its song,
everything quiets down at night,
but the river keeps flowing. (repeat)
Green, river, mud, and ceibo
water hyacinth, where do you come from,
wandering aimlessly, where are you going,
I'm just a lonely soul
in your delta, Paraná.
