A La Mujer Que Tanto Amé
Los Angeles Negros
To The Woman That I Loved So Much
It was all a tale of one thousand and one nights
A whole poem of love and tenderness
I envied us even the sea that played
To hide there in the dunes
So much wander through the moonlit nights
It was a walk through golden sands
They were two souls of love soaked
That they never got tired of loving each other
He had his bed of foam in the sand
Wanted a starry sky for roof
And although it was mine one night in summer
Already surrendered I was deceiving myself
It was all deception and false promises
All lies, what pretty lies
Was his body like fruit of May
That in other arms also matured
Where are you now woman that I love so much
Your morning laugh keeps waking me up
If when you returned you said, I forget, I did not achieve my reason, I would say
You lie, you lie, you lie you are a woman
So much wander in the moonlit nights
It was a walk through golden sands
They were two souls of love soaked
That they never got tired of loving each other
Where are you now woman that I love so much
Your morning laugh keeps waking me up
If when you came back you said forgetfulness, I did not achieve my reason I would say
You lie, you lie, you lie you are a woman
