Guitarra, Guitarra Mía

My Guitar, My Guitar

Guitarra, Guitarra Mía

My guitar, my guitarGuitarra, guitarra mia
Through the paths of the windPor los caminos del viento
Fly in your harmoniesVuelan en tus armonias
Courage, love, and sorrow.Coraje, amor y lamento.

Old folk songs of the pastLanzas criollas de antaño
Fought at your command;A tu conjuro pelearon;
My girl, hearing your songMi china oyendo tu canto
With her deep eyesSus hondas pupilas
Cried in pain...De pena lloraron...
My guitar, my creole guitar,Guitarra, guitarra criolla,
Tell her that this cry is mine!Dile que es mio ese llanto!

Blue pampero nightsAzules noches pamperas
Where I calmed my anger,Donde calme sus enojos,
There are two stars that dieHay dos estrellas que mueren
When her eyes fall asleep.Cuando se duermen sus ojos.

Guitar of my lovesGuitarra de mis amores
With your resonant plumeCon tu penacho sonoro
You drag my longingsVas remolcando mis ansias
Through withered roadsPor rutas marchitas
That dust off my sorrows.Que empolvan dolores.
My guitar, noble and blooming,Guitarra, noble y florida,
Be quiet if she forgets me!Calla si ella me olvida!

Measuring eternal distancesMidiendo eternas distancias
Today from your stringsHoy brotan de tu encordado
Come sounds that carry the fragranceSones que tienen fragancias
Of a forgotten gaucho time.De un tiempo gaucho olvidado.

When your song risesCuando se eleva tu canto
Life becomes clearer,Como se aclara la vida,
Sometimes your strings haveA veces tienen tus cuerdas
Sweet caressesCaricias de dulces
Of dark braided tresses.Trenzas renegridas.
Like a blue bird unboundComo ave azul sin amarras
That’s how my creole guitar is.Asi es mi criolla guitarra.