A Los Cuatro Vientos

Let the tears bathe my soul
I want to cry, I bring sentiment
I want to shout to the four winds
That I am nobody, that I am nobody
That I am worth nothing without your love, woman

I want you to know that I am crying
Like men, not like drunks
I want you to know that I am paying
With bitter tears, my false pride
And my vanity

Let the tears bathe my soul
It's not that I want to feel like a saint
Let me cry, I don't know what I bring
I don't know what I carry in my heart
I want you to know that seeing you distant
My false pride is humbled
That I am worth little without your affection
That I am worth little now without your love
Let the tears bathe my soul