Duelo criollo

While the serene moon
bathes with its silver light
like a sob of sorrow
you hear her song being sung;
the sweet and heartfelt song
that the whole neighborhood listened to
when silence reigned
in the old house.

They say that she was the girl from the suburbs,
the flower of the neighborhood that loved a payador.
Only for her did love sing
at the foot of his window;
but another love for that woman,
was born in the heart of the taura more minty
that a lantern, in Creole duel saw,
under its weak light, both of them die.

That's why he moans in the nights
of such silent calm
that song that is the brooch
of that love that passed...
Out of sorrow the pretty girl
spread her wings wide open
and with her virtue and her finery
she flew up to the sky.