Song of the Nicaraguas

When the sun sets,
my lord, my lord,
my heart grieves, it grieves.
The sun, the fire of day has died,
it is not alive.
I love you, I love you,
day-fire, sun do not go.
My heart, my heart cries.
Day-fire do not go away,
fire do not go.
The sun has gone.
My heart cries.