El Arbol

Here I will be
Until this tree rebounds
Because it has not been able to give
A flower that pleases me

The first flower I give
Will be for my father
To take it
To the grave where he lies

My father died
My treasure is gone
My father died
My pride is gone

Tyrant death
You took what was mine
And since then
The tree dried up

My father died
My treasure is gone
My father died
My pride is gone

Tyrant death
You took what was mine
And since then
The tree dried up