La Montaña

I feel like I'm in the desert
Well, I can't find a single garden
Here in the city
I would like to be in the mountains
And walk in the morning
Where the sun rises
And to the wind
Tell my dear friend how sorry I am
And to her
Tell her that I won't see her for a while
If on a lonely street
You see my Maria
Tell him I'm fine
I'm always thinking about her
Remembering how beautiful she is
And to the wind
Tell my dear friend how sorry I am
And tell her
I won't see her for a while

I would like to be in the mountains
And walk in the morning
Where the sun rises
And dream about my guitar
Leaning on a branch
From an old walnut tree
And to the wind
Tell my dear friend how sorry I am
And to her
Tell him that for a while
Tell him that for a while
Tell him that for a long time
I'm not going to see her