La Forastera
Los Chalchaleros
The Stranger
Why keep reminding myself so much, so much,
love that has passed,
I'll try to live my life absent
far from your side.
Why keep reminding myself so much, so much,
love that you left,
finding new illusions I live
for my sad soul.
My songs are strangers,
always seeking hearts
to torment with memories, life,
memories of loves.
When I think that I'm moving away from you
who knows until when,
this zamba keeps taking me far
with my disappointment.
With the dawn I left her asleep
next to my shack,
and the light of a country star
knotted a sorrow for me.
My songs are strangers,
always seeking hearts
to torment with memories, life,
memories of loves.
