Zamba Para Un Bohemio Guitarrero

Wrapped up in wine
Your song sends shivers through the night
And to the guitar squad, your voice
Hides with the morning star

Guitarist in love
Embracing poverty
You look to the sky, crying for yesterday
The stars filled with sadness

All alone like a lone bird
Coquito Cáceres sings
Singing through the pain in his voice
From his tormented bohemia

Your song flows through the streets
Of my Santiago town
When silence turns into loneliness
And the night ties up dreams

Maturing like a carnival
Your guitar soaks the dawn
And in the calm of your heart
A chacarera dances