Cuando la tarde languideze renacen las sombras
Y en quietud los cafetales vuelven a sentir
Esa tristesa de amor de la vieja molienda
Que en el letargo de la noche parece gemir
Una pena de amor, una tristeza,
Lleva el zambo Manuel en su amargura
Va cantando en la noche moliendo café
When evening descends, the shadows are born again
And in its calm the coffee plantations give forth once more
That sadness of love from the old mill
Which seems to groan in the lethargy of the night
A pain of love, a sadness,
Bears black Manuel away in his longing
Singing in the night grinding coffee
Y en quietud los cafetales vuelven a sentir
Esa tristesa de amor de la vieja molienda
Que en el letargo de la noche parece gemir
Una pena de amor, una tristeza,
Lleva el zambo Manuel en su amargura
Va cantando en la noche moliendo café
When evening descends, the shadows are born again
And in its calm the coffee plantations give forth once more
That sadness of love from the old mill
Which seems to groan in the lethargy of the night
A pain of love, a sadness,
Bears black Manuel away in his longing
Singing in the night grinding coffee