Translation of the song lyrics La Zamba del Negro Alegre - Luciano Pereyra

La Zamba del Negro Alegre (original)

La zamba del negro Alegre
Quién me la quiere bailar?
Carnavaleando al aire iba con su pañuelito
Como una palomita queriendo volar
Carnavaleando al aire iba con su pañuelito
Como una palomita queriendo volar
De Salta viene esta zamba
Y a Salta quiere volver
En donde las espuelas cuando le estoy bailando
Me van repiqueteando llorando un querer
En donde las espuelas cuando le estoy bailando
Me van repiqueteando llorando un querer
Cuántos recuerdos queridos
Vuelven a mi soledad!
Carnavaleando al aire iba con su pañuelito
Como una palomita queriendo volar
Carnavaleando al aire iba con su pañuelito
Como una palomita queriendo volar
Qué lindo cantar la zamba
Que ayer bailamos los dos!
Sabiendo que tus ojos me estarán avistando
Y se estarán alegrando al verme llegar
Sabiendo que tus ojos me estarán avistando
Y se estarán alegrando al verme llegar
Quiero tener la esperanza
De verte Salta otra vez
Y cuando yo me sienta que me voy muriendo
Quedará el sentimiento de mi corazón
Y cuando yo me sienta que me voy muriendo
Quedará el sentimiento de mi corazón
Cuántos recuerdos queridos
Vuelven a mi soledad!
Carnavaleando al aire iba con su pañuelito
Como una palomita queriendo volar
Carnavaleando al aire iba con su pañuelito
Como una paloma queriendo volar

La Zamba del Negro Alegre (translation)

The zamba of the black Alegre
Who wants to dance it for me?
Carnivaling in the air he went with his little handkerchief
Like a little dove wanting to fly
Carnivaling in the air he went with his little handkerchief
Like a little dove wanting to fly
This zamba comes from Salta
And he wants to return to Salta
Where the spurs when I'm dancing
They rattle me crying a want
Where the spurs when I'm dancing
They rattle me crying a want
how many dear memories
Come back to my solitude!
Carnivaling in the air he went with his little handkerchief
Like a little dove wanting to fly
Carnivaling in the air he went with his little handkerchief
Like a little dove wanting to fly
How nice to sing the zamba
That yesterday we both danced!
Knowing that your eyes will be watching me
And they will be happy to see me arrive
Knowing that your eyes will be watching me
And they will be happy to see me arrive
I want to have hope
to see you jump again
And when I feel like I'm dying
The feeling of my heart will remain
And when I feel like I'm dying
The feeling of my heart will remain
how many dear memories
Come back to my solitude!
Carnivaling in the air he went with his little handkerchief
Like a little dove wanting to fly
Carnivaling in the air he went with his little handkerchief
Like a dove wanting to fly