Viene Clareando [English translation]

Vidita, I’m leaving

From my fields of Tucumán.

In the Aconquija it's lightening;

Vidita, I’ll never forget you.

In the Aconquija it's lightening;

Vidita, I’ll never forget you.

Vidita, my heart,

Is sighing sad.

And with the handkerchief I tell you:

Paloma, vidita, bye, bye.

And with the handkerchief I tell you:

Paloma, vidita, bye, bye.

Vidita, I’m leaving

And it seems that I’m not coming back.

Damned my luck for loving you sou much,

Vidita and to have to lose you!

Damned my luck for loving you sou much!

My suffering is lightening.

At the dawn I will go

To the fields of chaquivil

And even the spurs will be telling you:

-vidita, don’t forget me.

And even the spurs will be telling you:

-vidita, don’t forget me.

Zamba yes, sorrow no;

That’s what my heart wants;

But even the zamba gets sad,

Vidita, when it says goodbye.

But even the zamba gets sad,

Vidita, when it says goodbye.

Vidita, I’m leaving

And it seems that I’m not coming back.

Damned my luck for loving you sou much,

Vidita and to have to lose you!

Damned my luck for loving you sou much!

My suffering is lightening.