Yesterday I saw you
yesterday I saw you
yesterday I saw you with your face tired
from crying so much
Yesterday I saw you
yesterday I saw you
yesterday I saw you
with open eyes
unable to see anything
You're not going to die
just because you feel like it
and come to dance candombe (with us)
at three o'clock in the morning
And then you tell me if you're still
feeding sorrows
or if the candombe was finally able
to kill your sorrows.
Yesterday I saw you
yesterday I saw you
yesterday I saw you
with open eyes
unable to see anything