Volví Pa'l Pueblo
Joan Sebastian
Back to the Town
Yesterday I returned to the village
I returned to the town where I was born
Yesterday I returned to the village
I returned to the town where I was born
And they returned in a flock
So many memories that nest in my soul, yes
And they returned in a flock
So many memories that nest in my soul, yes
Oh, the smell of cinnamon
Oh, the French toast and the cottage cheese
Oh, grandma's seasoning
Oh, oh, my mother, it was a song
Where is my love and his black eyes?
Where is my love and his heart?
Wherever you go, tell him that in my memories
There are the kisses that we gave each other with passion
Yesterday I returned to the village
I returned to its plains, I climbed its hills
Yesterday I returned to the village
I returned to its plains, I climbed its hills
And I felt the scars
They left me brave calves
And I felt the scars
They left me brave calves
Oh, grandpa on horseback
Oh, the girls of April
Oh, those May rains
They announced that it was time to yoke
And bring the oxen, Mello!
Oh, my father's absence
That when wet he was looking for bread
Oh, I don't cry because I'm a coward
Oh, I cry for all those who are not here
Yesterday I returned to the village
