Gaucho’s Nest - Hector Marcó

With shining colors of hope,

the countryside puts on its plumage

and the wind’s chords throb

through the grasses

and the flowers.

I have my little ranch on the hill

where the thrushes nest…

daisies and rosebushes

have sprouted for you,

because one day this gaucho’s nest

will belong to us both.

My illusions will bloom

and our hearts will unite.

Tell me “yes,”

that night in the pampas will expand

and the rays of moonlight will bring

the light of love to your eyes.

Don’t say, “no,”

then the rosebush will shrivel up with sorrow

and at the cross of my ranch the thrush

will die for your love

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Hector Marcó (Hector Sunday Marcolongo) (1906 - 1987) Argentina

Translated by Derrick Del Pilar

Source: Poesía de gotán: The Poetry of the Tango