Silencio
Buena Vista Social Club
Silence
They sleep in my garden
The white lilies, the tuberoses and the roses
My soul very sad and sorrowful
Wants to hide its bitter pain from the flowers
I don't want the flowers to know
The torments that life gives me
If they knew what I am suffering
They would cry for my sorrows too
Silence, they are sleeping
The tuberoses and the lilies
I don't want my sorrows to be known
Because if they see me crying, they will die
