I am more and more alone
My old cactus field
Hearing the river sing
For carnival
Hope is accompanying me
In solitude
When the huairamuyoj whistles
In the saltpeter deposit
Tree, you were really giant
Poor heart
Tree left without leaves
Without nests, without love
Tell her, tell her, chacarera
Tell that blue flower
That at night I look for her
At the Southern Cross
This sadness in love
Endless sadness
Wants to become a copla
To make me cry
I wish, with the fate I was given
To sing just to keep singing
Without being heard
When I remember her eyes
That looked so sweetly
I go alone with my dog
To blow the horn.
Tell her, tell her, chacarera
Tell that blue flower
That at night I look for her
At the Southern Cross