Your hand says the wind: Goodbye
But soon you will return
How sad is the farewell!
Whose is my life, my happiness?
Although the distance erases
What the soul yearns
What I gave you
I want to find
sweet life
The flame burning
Of your love for me
I want to hold up
And I can't
And a tear rolled
It's the treacherous tears
As the star, it went
Of my worship
I've planted beautiful flowers
And they all for it
All for you
For the day of your return
Come back just a kiss
That thinks of you
She said goodbye in the distance
But, I've to mourn
I say goodbye to my prietita
That is pretty flower
Of my loneliness
God grant that her return
Gives me a kiss
Gives me love
'Cause my good prietita
I left a shame
In the heart