Un Indio Quiere Llorar

An Indian wants to cry
But he holds back the urge
He fell in love in the city
He fell in love with a lady
One of high society
Who has ice in her soul

An Indian wanders around
Around the mansion of his ungrateful one
Wanting to talk to her
About the pain that kills him
And if he happens to find her
She insults him and rejects him

An Indian wants to cry
His tears almost flow
Wounded in the heart

He can't forget her
And his sadness kills me
Because that Indian is me

An Indian wants to cry
His tears almost flow
Beloved of the heart

He can't forget her
Nor does his sadness kill me
Because that Indian is me...