La Arribeña

Highland zamba
Where are you coming from?
Who knows what absences
And what nostalgias you will cry

There in the ravines
And in the grassland
Your song stretches
Like a lament from the rocky ground

Through those hills the winds carry
The sad accents of my loneliness
Sometimes the crying
Turns into a song as we walk

Highland zamba
Maybe a love
Gave you the sadness
That I suffer in these times

Walking paths
Who knows why
Just like the zamba
I will live with a memory