De Buenos Aires morena

From Dark-Skinned Buenos Aires

De Buenos Aires morena

Wind coming from the South,Viento que viene del Sur,
was her young girl's ardor.fue su ardor de muchacha.
Dark pollen on her skinPolen moreno en su piel
and in her voice, the fragrance.y en su voz, la fragancia.

She brought the happy scentTrajo el aroma feliz
of the flower from her backyard.de la flor de su patio.
Desire to give and liveGanas de darse y vivir
revealed in her hands.desvelaban sus manos.

I know the poet loved herSé que el poeta la amó
and put her in his song.y la puso en su canto.
And that his song criedY que su canto lloró
when he saw her leave.cuando la vio partir.

From Dark-Skinned Buenos Aires...De Buenos Aires morena...
eyes of flame and miracle.ojos de llama y milagro.
Forges of kisses that giveFraguas de besos que entregan
her lips burning...sus labios quemando...

When she returns to the South,Cuando regresa hacia el Sur,
not even the kisses reach her.ni los besos le alcanzan.
She flashes with loveRelampaguea de amor
and the goodbye drains her.y el adiós la desangra.

She must be stolen from the SouthHay que robarla del Sur
and brought to life.y a la vida llevarla.
Give the night the lightDarle a la noche la luz
of her stolen laughter.de su risa robada.

I know the poet trembledSé que el poeta tembló
when he could find her.cuando pudo encontrarla.
She returned to his armsElla a sus brazos volvió
through Southern paths.por caminos del Sur.

From Dark-Skinned Buenos Aires...De Buenos Aires morena...
She must be stolen through singing.Hay que robarla cantando.
Drunk birds and starsPájaros ebrios y estrellas
are calling her.la vienen llamando.

And the wind's cicadasY las cigarras del viento
hang their song on her.le cuelgan su canto.