Zamba de Valderrama
Los Nocheros
Zamba of Valderrama
At the edge of the canal
When the morning comes
The night sings out
From Balderrama's place
Inside, pure trembling
The drum for the vaguala
And it stirs up burning
Let the guitar spark
Lucero, all alone
Dawn's sprout
Where will we end up
If Balderrama goes out
If one starts to sing
A coachman accompanies him
And in every glass of wine
The morning star trembles
Zamba of the dawn
Lullaby of Balderrama
It cries for midnight
It sings for dawn
Lucero, all alone
Dawn's sprout
Where will we end up
If Balderrama goes out
