Amanecer ranchero

"In the fresh and perfumed little morning of your saint
I bring you, my beloved
the sweetness of my song
You will find by your window a fresh bouquet of flowers
That my heart leaves you, my little Chinese love.

And in the morning when the sun awakens
Hope dead in my soul revives
Hope dead in my soul revives
Oh, oh, oh
How sad is my illusion, my life
Crying for a love
My fields, my flowers, they die without sun

And little huts without roofs
oh, how they miss your absence
Tell me, my little Chinese, what have I done to you
Come back to seek my affection
Come soon, ranch girl, for I want your love

Oh, what a blue sky
Which star am I looking at
Oh, what a blue sky
Which star am I looking at

Oh, what a hard heart
The one I am loving has
She just tells me yes
But she doesn't tell me when

Oh, what a hard heart
The one I am loving has
She just tells me yes
But she doesn't tell me when"