Luna Tucumana (Zamba)

I don’t sing to the Moon
'Cause it only shines, you see
I sing 'cause it knows
About my long journey
I sing 'cause it knows
About my long journey

Oh, little Tucuman Moon
Calchaquí drumbeat
Companion of the gauchos
In the hills of Tafí
Companion of the gauchos
In the hills of Tafí

Lost in the foggy haze
Who knows, my dear, where I’ll roam
But when the Moon comes out
I’ll sing, I’ll sing
To my beloved Tucumán
I’ll sing, I’ll sing, I’ll sing

With hope or with sorrow
In the fields of Acheral
I’ve seen the good Moon
Kissing the sugarcane
I’ve seen the good Moon
Kissing the sugarcane

In some ways we’re alike
Moon of solitude
I walk and I sing
It’s my way to shine
I walk and I sing
It’s my way to shine

Lost in the foggy haze
Who knows, my dear, where I’ll roam
But when the Moon comes out
I’ll sing, I’ll sing
To my beloved Tucumán
I’ll sing, I’ll sing, I’ll sing