La Callejera

My sorrows roam around
Through the street of oblivion
Looking for a comfort to nest
This loneliness and alleviate this pain
This street singer
Rolls through many paths
Leaving shreds in its moan
Behind a chimera that wants to live

Street singer maybe one day
You will stop walking the roads
Singing this zamba my voice is
And this old sorrow will dissipate
Singing this zamba my voice is
And this old sorrow will die
Sadness of the roads
Loneliness of long footprints
You are the companion of this wandering
When at night I dream of you again

Because I don't want to feel
The weight of your memory
Together in the nights, this singing
And so, street singer, I will be able to forget you
Street singer maybe one day