Luna tucumana [English translation]

I don't sing to the moon

because it just shines,

I sing to it because it knows

about my long walk.

Oh moon of Tucuman

Calchaquian little drum,

partner of the gauchos

in the Tafí paths.

Lost in the bloody-mindedness

who knows vidita

where I'll be going

but, when the moon rises,

I'll sing, I'll sing.

to my beloved Tucumán

I'll sing, I'll sing, I'll sing.

With hope or with sorrow

at the Acheral fields

I've seen the good moon

kissing the reedbed.

In something we look alike

moon of the loneliness:

I go walking and singing

which is my way of illuminating.