One warm night we met
Next to the blue lake of YpacaraÃ
You sang sadly along the way
Old melodies in Guaraní
And with the spell of your songs
I was being reborn your love in me
And in the beautiful night of full moon
I felt the warmth of your white hand
That with its caresses it gave me love
Where are you now, cua± ataÃ
That your soft song does not reach me
Where is it now
My being adores you with frenzy
Everything reminds you of my sweet love
Next to the blue lake of YpacaraÃ
Everything remembers you
My love calls you cuñataÃ

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