Luna Tucumana - Mercedes Sosa, Ariel Ramírez, Tito Francia

Yo no le canto a la luna

porque alumbra y nada mas…

le canto porque ella sabe

de mi largo caminar.

Ay lunita tucumana

tamborcito calchaqui…

compañera de los gauchos

en las sendas de Tafi.

Perdido en las cerrazones

quien sabe vidita por donde andare'…

mas cuando salga la luna,

cantare', cantare'…

a mi tucuman querido,

cantare' cantare' cantare'.

Con esperanza o con pena,

en los campos de Acheral,

yo he visto la luna buena,

besando el cañaveral.

En algo nos parecemos,

luna de la soledad:

yo voy andando y cantando,

que es mi modo de alumbrar.

I don't sing to the moon

because it lights up and nothing else…

I sing to her because she knows

of my long walk.

Oh lunita tucumana

Calchaqui drum...

companion of the gauchos

on the paths of Tafi.

Lost in the fences

who knows little darling where I'll be...

but when the moon rises,

I will sing, I will sing...

to my dear tucuman,

I'll sing' I'll sing' I'll sing'.

With hope or with sorrow,

in the fields of Acheral,

I have seen the good moon,

kissing the cane field

In something we are alike,

moon of loneliness:

I go walking and singing,

which is my way of lighting.