A Mi Gaucha

Girl of my heart
Blossoming bud
Come out, my dear
My Cuyanita, my love is yours

Gaucha who makes me dream
How beautiful she is!
Precious Cuyanita
Graceful Creole like a song

Let's go to the carrizal
Where we must dream
Dance and sing
Tunes with buds
Because those from the carrizal are Creoles
Cuecas, cuecas with hoops
The ones from the carrizal are brave gauchos

Girl of my heart
I will pour out
A song turned into cueca
In front of your gate, I want to leave

Gaucha of my heart
I am your singer
I am your faithful Cuyanito
Who shouts out
My love is yours