La tristecita - Jairo, Ariel Ramírez

Sangre del ceibal que se vuelve flor

Yo no se porque, hoy me hiere mas

Tu señal de amor

Zamba quiero oír, al atardecer

Capullo de luz que quiere ser sol,

Y no puede ser.

Hay tristecita, tristecita igual

Que llovizna azul murmurándole

al cañaveral (bis)

El viento la trae, se la lleva el sol

Sueño en el trigal y sobre el sausal

Lamento de amor

Ya siento llegar, del cerro su voz

Pañuelo a de ser y luego prender,

en el corazón

Hay tristecita, tristecita igual

Que llovizna azul murmurándole

al cañaveral (bis)

Blood of the ceibal that becomes a flower

I don't know why, today it hurts me more

your sign of love

Zamba I want to hear, at sunset

Cocoon of light that wants to be sun,

And it can't be.

There is sadness, sadness the same

That blue drizzle murmuring to him

to the canaveral (bis)

The wind brings it, the sun takes it

I dream in the wheat field and over the sausal

lament of love

I already feel your voice coming from the hill

Handkerchief to be and then to light,

in the heart

There is sadness, sadness the same

That blue drizzle murmuring to him

to the canaveral (bis)