Vengo

I come from the small neighborhood
from my block of elongated houses, I come,
I come from my narrow street
I don't know where, María will be, I come, I come.

I come from the skin I have from you
I come from stealing the last carnation,
I come from the skin I have from you
I come from stealing the last carnation,
I come, I come, I come, I come.

Now I have nostalgia
I am a man, a transient man, I come,
I come from my bitter wine
that walks alone and goes down my throat, I come, I come.

I come from the skin I have from you
I come from stealing the last carnation,
I come from the skin I have from you
I come from stealing the last carnation,
I come, I come, I come, I come.