Zamba For You

Soledad Bravo

Zamba Por Vos

Yo no canto por vos,
te canta la zamba
y dice, al cantar,
no te puedo olvidar,
no te puedo olvidar.

Yo no canto por vos,
te canta la zamba
y cantando así
canta para mí,
canta para mí.

Zambita cantá,
no la esperes más;
tenés que pensar
que si no volvió
es porque ya te olvidó.
Perfuma esa flor
que se marchitó,
que se marchitó.

Yo tuve un amor,
lo dejé esperando,
y cuando volví
no lo conocí,
no lo conocí.

Dijo que, tal vez,
me estuviera amando;
me miró y se fue
sin decir por qué,
sin decir por qué.

Zamba For You

I don't sing for you,
the zamba sings for you
and says, while singing,
I can't forget you,
I can't forget you.

I don't sing for you,
the zamba sings for you
and singing like this
sings for me,
sings for me.

Sing, little zamba,
don't wait for it anymore;
you have to think
that if it didn't come back
it's because it already forgot you.
Perfume that flower
that withered,
that withered.

I had a love,
I left it waiting,
and when I came back
I didn't recognize it,
I didn't recognize it.

He said that, maybe,
he was loving me;
he looked at me and left
without saying why,
without saying why.

Escrita por: Alfredo Zitarrosa