Luna Cordobesa (Chacarera)

Sweet moon of my Cordoba
Hanging from your sky
So pretty and so far away
Like my dream

Now your light, over the poplars
Touches a hint of infinity
And a love that was silence
Becomes a shout

Confidant of this tear
That goes with its memories
Don't tell her that I've cried
Because I love her

When your pale little face
Gets wet in the lagoon
I remember other nights
And another moon

The cricket releases its sweetest
Serenade on a string
It doesn't seem like it's singing
More like it's complaining

Through the branches of the trees
The wind plays around
It's the night's elf
Turning into a song

I give you all this music
My Cordoban little moon
And the pearl of dew
Over the mountains