En la noche más fría
Guitarricadelafuente
On the Coldest Night
Sailing the barren sea
Heading back to Ecuador
Passing by the Umbría point
The zambomba sounds even better
Oh, who sings to you, María
When I get home to my place
I find my redemption
Oh, the bay has lit up
My little donkey kept going
The star that shines on your balcony
When the cold cuts the deepest
My heart burns even hotter
When the cold cuts the deepest
My heart burns even hotter
I’ll return home one day
Singing jotas from low Aragón
Let them sing them in bulerías
Let them feel it in their hearts
Oh, on the coldest night
Where I never belonged
Let’s drink together from the porrón
When the cold cuts the deepest
My heart burns even hotter
When the cold cuts the deepest
My heart burns even hotter
When the cold cuts the deepest
My heart burns even hotter
When the cold cuts the deepest
My heart burns even hotter
