Vidalita

My sorrow is greater, vidalita
Because it's deep inside
My sorrow is greater, vidalita
Because it's deep inside

And in it, I sing to you, vidalita
The pain I feel
And in it, I sing to you, vidalita
The pain I feel

The little tree has dried up
Where the peacock used to sing
The little tree has dried up
Where the peacock used to sing

My beloved girl has passed away
I won't see her again
The little tree has dried up
Where the peacock used to sing

Last night while I was sleeping
Last night while I was sleeping
From exhaustion, tired
I had a golden dream
Crossed my mind
I dreamt I saw you
And you were looking at me
And I was telling you
My very sad life
And you disappeared
When I woke up crying

Oh! A sugar cane field
There's no cure
For my pain