Autumn Zamba

Zamba de Otoño

(Zamba)(Zamba)

The old copper from the hills,Los viejos cobres del monte,
autumn is sowing its seeds,otoño sembrando van,
and in the guitars of the fields,y en las guitarras del campo,
the songs of loneliness are born.ya nacen las coplas de la soledad.

And in the guitars of the fields,Y en las guitarras del campo,
the songs of loneliness are born.ya nacen las coplas de la soledad.

The springs are covered,Emponchan los manantiales,
the north wind blows by,el viento norte al pasar,
and there in the ravines of the hill,y allá en los huaicos del cerro,
the echoes of that carnival burn away.se queman los ecos de aquel carnaval.

And there in the ravines of the hill,Y allá en los huaicos del cerro,
the echoes of that carnival burn away.se queman los ecos de aquel carnaval.

With the morning star,Con el lucero del alba,
I'll climb the slopes,las cuestas repecharé,
the roosters are already crowing,ya están los gallos cantando,
it feels like a life I won't return to.se me hace vidita que no he'i de volver.

Goodbye my beloved hills,Adiós mis cerros queridos,
my painted stones,mis piedras pintadas,
I won't be back.ya no he'i de volver.

Stars that lit my way,Estrellas que me alumbraron,
paths that I walked,caminos que caminé,
I've been battered by all the winds,me han golpiao todos los vientos,
I lived a life wounded by songs.heridos de coplas la vida pasé.

I've been battered by all the winds,Me han golpiao todos los vientos,
I lived a life wounded by songs.heridos de coplas la vida pasé.

In a cave on the hill,En una cueva del cerro,
I hid my heart,escondí mi corazón,
what do I want it for,pa' que lo quiero conmigo,
it's only brought me work and hardship.si solo me ha dado trabajo y rigor.

What do I want it for,Pa' que lo quiero conmigo,
it's only brought me work and hardship.si solo me ha dado trabajo y rigor.

With the morning star,Con el lucero del alba,
I'll climb the slopes,las cuestas repecharé,
the roosters are already crowing,ya están los gallos cantando,
it feels like a life I won't return to.se me hace vidita que no he'i de volver.

Goodbye my beloved hills,Adiós mis cerros queridos,
my painted stones,mis piedras pintadas,
I won't be back.ya no he'i de volver.