Noche de Ronda

Night of round
How sadly you pass
How sadly you cross
By my balcony

Night of round
How it hurts me
How it pities
My heart

Moon that breaks
Over the darkness
Of my solitude
Where are you going?

Tell me if tonight
You go on a round
Like she did
Who is she with?

Tell her that I love her
Tell her that I'm dying
From waiting so long
For her to come back

That rounds
Are not good
That they hurt
That they bring sorrows
And end up in tears