Dice Adiós tu Mano al Viento [English translation]

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