El Cóndor
Claudia de Colombia
The Condor
Love like a condor will descend
My heart will beat, then it will leave.
The moon in the desert will shine
You will come, only a kiss you will leave me.
Who knows where you will go tomorrow
What you will do, you will think of me.
I know you will never return
But I think I won't live, how will I.
The anguish and pain will leave me
My heart will suffer and die.
Love like a condor will fly, will depart
And so it will never return.
I know you will never return
But I think I won't live, how will I.
