La Que Se Fue

I have money in the world
Cursed money that is worthless
Even if they see me smiling
The sorrow I carry, only God knows

I knew poverty
And there among the poor, I never cried
Why would I want wealth?
If I go with a lost soul and no faith

What I want is for her to come back
For the one who left to come back with me

Fly, my ungrateful one
Oh, oh, oh, love

If it's necessary for me to cry
I cry my whole life for her
What good is money to me
If I suffer a pain, if I am so alone

I could buy a thousand women
And give myself a life of great pleasure
But bought affection
Doesn't know how to love us, nor can it be faithful

What I want is for her to come back
To come back with me
The one who left