Una pastora yo ami

I loved a shepherdess,
a beautiful girl;
from my childhood I adored her,
but she never loved me.
from my childhood I adored her,
but she never loved me.
One day while we were
sitting at the door,
I said to her: -For you, my flower,
I’d die for love.-
I said to her: -For you, my flower,
I’d die for love.-
In her arms, she held me tight
and with love, she kissed me;
she replied sweetly:
- You’re too young for love.-
she replied sweetly:
- You’re too young for love.-
I grew bold and sought her out:
another took her, and I lost her.
She forgot me and left me,
but I’ll always love her.
She forgot me and left me,
but I’ll always love her.