El Molino Dejó De Girar

Climbing up the hill,
where the moon is born,
every time the afternoon fades,
there's an old windmill,
waiting for your return,
you'll remember it!

Lying in the grass,
staring at the stars,
you swore love to me,
while the old windmill,
seeing that the wind wasn't blowing,
spun with our love.

I just can't forget,
you still live inside me,
my heart is yours,
waiting for you.

I just can't forget,
don't ask me to stay away from you,
the windmill stopped turning,
because you're not here.