Adiós, Adiós Amor Mío Y Suerte

So far and so close like the river and the poplar. One moving and the other still. Together but indifferent like the tree and the wind. One on top of the mountain and the other fleeing... Goodbye, goodbye my love and luck. When one doesn't want, you can't make a garden where there's a field, nor when it's dark make the sun rise or silk from satin, nor can you make a path from a shortcut. Wheat doesn't grow without seed and the barn is empty. That's why before the new day arrives, I'll go wherever. Goodbye, goodbye my love and luck. And don't worry if the day after tomorrow you have to wash one of my sheets. The one who comes to warm the empty bed won't notice. Goodbye, goodbye my love and luck. When one doesn't want, you can't make a garden where there's a field, nor when it's dark make the sun rise or silk from satin, nor can you make a path from a shortcut. Wheat doesn't grow without seed and the barn is empty. That's why before the new day arrives, I'll go wherever. Goodbye, goodbye my love and luck. Goodbye, goodbye my love and luck.